寂寞凋零一断壶，年年愁待酒家胡：『请君为我勤斟酒，垂老心肠久已枯。
注："Well," murmur'd one, "Let whoso make or buy,
My Clay with long oblivion is gone dry:
But, fill me with the old familiar Juice,
Methinks I might recover by and by!"