Molli, Plance, mero.”[9a]
So, thou, sage Plancus, this memento keep,
To lull the cares and toils of life asleep
With cordial juleps of old mellow wine;
The grand and universal anodyne.
In another place he thus beautifully sounds the praises of drunkenness:—
“Ebrietas quid non designat? operta recludit
Spes jubet esse ratas: in prælia trudit inertem,
Sollicitis animis onus eximit: addocet artes.
Facundi calices, quem non fecere disertum?