Every sunny morning is a great fountain; we quaff 'sweet hope' from it.
Thus, while I quaff the genial wine, I live mid transports quite divine.
We quaff the cup of life with eager haste without draining it, instead of which it only overflows the brim - objects press around us, filling the mind with the throng of desires that wait upon them, so that we have no room for the thoughts of death.