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All ye beasts of the field! come ye to devour, All ye beasts in the forest.

His watchmen, are blind None of them, know, All of them, are dumb dogs, they cannot bark, - Dreaming, sleeping, loving to slumber.

And, the dogs, are greedy they know not to be satisfied. Yea, they, are shepherds who know not to discern, - All of them unto their own way, have turned, Every man to his unjust gain, on every hand:

Come ye! I will fetch wine Let us fill ourselves with strong drink, - And like this day, shall, to-morrow be - Great beyond measure!