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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384438" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In The Cup</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is grief in the cup!<br>I saw a proud mother set wine on the board;<br>The eyes of her son sparkled bright as she poured<br>The ruddy stream into the glass in his hand.<br>The cup was of silver; the lady was grand<br>In her satins and laces; her proud heart was glad<br>In the love of her fair, noble son; but, oh! sad,<br>Oh! so sad ere a year had passed by,<br>And the soft light had gone from her beautiful eye.<br>For the boy that she loved, with a love strong as death,<br>In the chill hours of morn with a drunkard's foul breath<br>And a drunkard's fierce oath, reeled and staggered his way<br>To his home, a dark blot on the face of the day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>There is shame in the cup!<br>The tempter said, 'Drink,' and a fair maiden quaffed<br>Till her cheeks glowed the hue of the dangerous draught.<br>The voice of the tempter spoke low in her ear<br>Words that once would have started the quick, angry tear,<br>But wine blunts the conscience, and wine dulls the brain,<br>She listened and smiled, and he whispered again.<br>He lifted the goblet: 'Once more,' he said, 'drink,'<br>And the soul of the maiden was lost in the brink.<br>There is death in the cup!<br>A man in God's image, strong, noble, and grand,<br>With talents that crowned him a prince of the land,<br>Sipped the ruddy red wine!-sipped it lightly at first,<br>Until from its chains broke the demon of thirst.<br>And thirst became master, and man became slave,<br>And he ended his life in the drunkard's poor grave.<br>Wealth, fame, talents, beauty, and life swallowed up,<br>Grief, shame, death, destruction, are all in the cup.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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I saw a proud mother set wine on the board;
The eyes of her son sparkled bright as she poured
The ruddy stream into the glass in his hand.
The cup was of silver; the lady was grand
In her satins and laces; her proud hear..."></div>
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