Гендель Георг Фридрих - Bacchus's Speech in Praise of Wine - текст песни (слова)

1.
 Bacchus one Day gayly striding
 On his never sailing Ton;
 Sneaking empty Pots deriding,
 Thus address'd each toaping Son:
 Praise the Joys that never vary,
 And adore the liquid Shrine;
 All things noble, gay and airy,
 Are perform'd by generous Wine.
 
 2.
 Ancient Heroes, crown'd with Glory,
 Owe their noble Rise to me;
 Poets wrote the flaming Story,
 Fir'd by my Divinity:
 If my Influence is wanting,
 Musick's Charms but slowly move;
 Beauty too in vain lies panting,
 'Till I fill the Swains with Love.
 3.
 If you crave a lasting Pleasure,
 Mortals, this way bend your Eyes;
 From my ever-flowing Treasure,
 Charming Scenes of Bliss arise.
 Here's the soothing balmy Blessing,
 Sole Dispeller of your Pain;
 Gloomy Souls from Care releasing:
 He who drinks not, lives in vain.