Classic Poem

Whilst our Joyes with wine we raise
Youthful Bacchus we will praise:
Bacchus dancing did invent;
Bacchus is on songs intent;
Bacchus teacheth Love to court,
And his Mother how to sport;
Graceful confidence He lends;
He oppressive trouble ends;
To the Bowle when we repair,
Grief doth vanish into air;
Drink we then, and drown all sorrow;
All our care not knows the morrow;
Life is dark, let's dance and play,
They that will be troubled may;
We our joyes with wine will raise,
Youthful Bacchus we will praise.