So, when my Days of Impotence approach,
And I'm by Pox and Wine's unlucky chance
Driv'n from the pleasing Billows of debauch
On the dull Shore of lazy Temperance;
My Pains at least some Respite shall afford
While I behold the Battles you maintain
When Fleets of Glasses sail about the Board,
From whose Broad-sides Volleys of Wit shall rain.
What It Means
This is a placeholder explanation generated by the low-overhead model. It interprets "So, when my Days of Impotence approach,
And I'm by Pox and Wine's unlucky chance
Driv'n from the pleasing Billows of debauch
On the dull Shore of lazy Temperance;
My Pains at least some Respite shall afford
While I behold the Battles you maintain
When Fleets of Glasses sail about the Board,
From whose Broad-sides Volleys of Wit shall rain." in the context of "The Maim'd Debauchee, ll. 13–20" to mean that wisdom is timeless.