Why, Harry, what ails you? why look you so sad? <br />To think and ne'er drink will make you stark mad. <br />'Tis the mistress, the friend, and the bottle, old boy, <br />Which create all the pleasure poor mortals enjoy; <br />But wine of the three's the most cordial brother, <br />For one it relieves, and it strengthens the other.<br /><br />Matthew Prior<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/songs-set-to-music-10-set-by-mr-smith/
