That brought upon the earth such dire distress:
Yea, had he been a little circumspect,
Another thousand years his brow may’ve deck’d;
But his lascivious habits, silly god,
Brought him thus soon to grace the viny sod.
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Now to the grave!—a gulf six fathoms wide,
Six in its length, and straight on every side;
Down which no eye doth dare to penetrate;
For to the realm of sighs this was the gate: