Give me women, wine, and snuff
Until I cry out "hold, enough!"
You may do so sans objection
Till the day of resurrection:
An aggressive, assertive opening to a wonderfully direct poem. Keats kicks it off with an imperative, demanding the three things that, at some point, most men demand. Controversial, yes, but the Romantics were a controversial bunch. 
 This would be considered a centuries-old precursor to rap’s preferred trio:  pussy, money,    and weed.