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All the joys of life will go: the grape harvest will fail, the wine will be gone, the merrymakers will sigh and mourn. The melodious chords of the harp and timbrel are heard no more; the happy days are ended. No more are the joys of wine and song; strong drink turns bitter in the mouth.

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The new wine dries up(A) and the vine withers;(B)
    all the merrymakers groan.(C)
The joyful timbrels(D) are stilled,
    the noise(E) of the revelers(F) has stopped,
    the joyful harp(G) is silent.(H)
No longer do they drink wine(I) with a song;
    the beer is bitter(J) to its drinkers.

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