Snippet from Keats:
Give me Women, Wine, and Snuff
Until I cry out, ‘Hold, enough!’
You may do so sans objection
Till the day of resurrection;
For, bless my beard, they aye shall be
My belovèd Trinity.
It’s great because Keats clearly never did a thing like that in his life. He was in the library reading King Lear over and over.
