I taste a liquor never brewed,

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1. I taste a liquor never brewed,
2. From tankards scooped in pearl;
3. Not all the vats upon the Rhine
4. Yield such an alcohol!
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6. Inebriate of air am I,
7. And debauchee of dew,
8. Reeling, through endless summer days,
9. From inns of molten blue.
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11. When landlords turn the drunken bee
12. Out of the foxglove's door,
13. When butterflies renounce their drams,
14. I shall but drink the more!
15.  
16. Till seraphs swing their snowy hats,
17. And saints to windows run,
18. To see the little tippler
19. Leaning against the sun!