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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416381" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Life's Hebe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">IN the early morning-shine<br>Of a certain day divine,<br>I beheld a Maiden stand<br>With a pitcher in her hand;<br>Whence she poured into a cup<br>Until it was half filled up<br>Nectar that was golden light<br>In the cup of crystal bright.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the first who took the cup<br>With pure water filled it up;<br>As he drank then, it was more<br>Ruddy golden than before:<br>And he leapt and danced and sang<br>As to Bacchic cymbals’ clang.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the next who took the cup<br>With the red wine filled it up;<br>What he drank then was in hue<br>Of a heavy sombre blue:<br>First he reeled and then he crept,<br>Then lay faint but never slept.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the next who took the cup<br>With the white milk filled it up;<br>What he drank at first seemed blood,<br>Then turned thick and brown as mud:<br>And he moved away as slow<br>As a weary ox may go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the next who took the cup<br>With sweet honey filled it up;<br>Nathless that which he did drink<br>Was thin fluid black as ink:<br>As he went he stumbled, soon,<br>And lay still in deathlike swoon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She the while without a word<br>Unto all the cup preferred;<br>Blandly smiled and sweetly laughed<br>As each mingled his own draught.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the next who took the cup<br>To the sunshine held it up,<br>Gave it back and did not taste;<br>It was empty when replaced:<br>First he bowed a reverent bow,<br>Then he kissed her on the brow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the next who took the cup<br>Without mixture drank it up;<br>When she took it back from him<br>It was full unto the brim:<br>He with a right bold embrace<br>Kissed her sweet lips face to face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then she sang with blithest cheer:<br>Who has thirst, come here, come here!<br>Nectar that is golden light<br>In the cup of crystal bright,<br>Nectar that is sunny fire<br>Warm as warmest heart’s desire:<br>Pitcher never lacketh more,<br>Arm is never tired to pour:<br>Honey, water, milk, or wine<br>Mingle with the draught divine,<br>Drink it pure, or drink it not;<br>Each is free to choose his lot:<br>Am I old? or am I cold?<br>Only two have kissed me bold!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was young and fair and gay<br>As that young and glorious day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Thomson">James Thomson</a><div class=q>
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Of a certain day divine,
I beheld a Maiden stand
With a pitcher in her hand;
Whence she poured into a cup
Until it was half filled up
Nectar that was golden light
In the cup of crystal bright.

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