From the book of Common Ale, comes this lament to comfort a brewer in a time of loss. To be recited when a brewer is forced to dump his brew.


The Brewer's Comfort

Come, ye disconsolate, whe'er ye languish
come to the mercy seat, fervently drink.
Here bring your ruined wort, here tell your anguish:
Ruined beer hath no sorrow that a good brew cannot heal.

Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
hope of the penitent,...

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