Matthew Locke - Ne'er trouble thyself - текст песни (слова)

Ne'er trouble thyself about times or their turnings,
 Afflictions run circular, and wheel about: 
 Away with thy murmuring, and thy heart-burning, 
 With the juice of the grape, we will quench the fire out. 
 Ne'er chain, nor imprison thy soul up in sorrow, 
 What fails us today, may befriend us tomorrow.