Wine, No. 55

I am the Abbot of Cockaigne, And this is my counsel with topers; And in the sect of Decius (gamesters) this is my will; And whoso shall seek me in taverns before noon; After evensong shall he go forth naked, And thus, stripped of raiment, shall lament him: Wafna! wafna! O Fate most foul, what hast thou done? The joys of man beneath the sun Thou hast stolen, every one!