To moisten well the thirsty suffrages;
Say how, unseason’d to the midnight frays 480
Of Comus and his rout, wilt thou contend
With Centaurs long to hardy deeds inur’d?
Then learn to revel; but by slow degrees:
By slow degrees the liberal arts are won;
And Hercules grew strong. But when you smooth 485
The brows of care, indulge your festive vein
In cups by well-inform’d experience found
The least your bane; and only with your friends.