When in ail...

A silly spin-off from Roki's ariticle "O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms?"
(http://barefootphilolo.blogspot.jp/2016/09/o-what-can-ail-thee-knight-at-arms.html)

The knight in Keat's poem was so woe-begone over a mysterious lady that a person who happened to see him in such condition had to ask him what had happened. The poem goes on to tell the knight's story meeting his lady. 

I wonder if the person said anything to the knight after hearing his story. I started to play around with the sound of 'ail', and I thought if I were that person, I would go like this;

When in AIL, 

WAIL!!!

INHALE,

EXHALE,

Then get a GRAIL,

and gallons of ALE,

and drink it down to PREVAIL!

Ale and time heal a broken heart, maybe...