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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418783" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Goblet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ONCE I held a well-carved brimming goblet,--<br>In my two hands tightly clasp'd I held it,<br>Eagerly the sweet wine sipp'd I from it,<br>Seeking there to drown all care and sorrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amor enter'd in, and found me sitting,<br>And he gently smiled in modest fashion,<br>Smiled as though the foolish one he pitied.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Friend, I know a far more beauteous vessel,<br>One wherein to sink thy spirit wholly;<br>Say, what wilt thou give me, if I grant it,<br>And with other nectar fill it for thee?&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, how kindly hath he kept his promise!<br>For to me, who long had yearn'd, he granted<br>Thee, my Lida, fill'd with soft affection.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I clasp mine arms around thee fondly,<br>When I drink in love's long-hoarded balsam<br>From thy darling lips so true, so faithful,<br>Fill'd with bliss thus speak I to my spirit<br>&quot;No! a vessel such as this, save Amor<br>Never god hath fashion'd or been lord of!<br>Such a form was ne'er produced by Vulcan<br>With his cunning, reason-gifted hammers!<br>On the leaf-crown'd mountains may Lyaeus<br>Bid his Fauns, the oldest and the wisest,<br>Pass the choicest clusters through the winepress,<br>And himself watch o'er the fermentation:<br>Such a draught no toil can e'er procure him!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</a><div class=q>
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In my two hands tightly clasp'd I held it,
Eagerly the sweet wine sipp'd I from it,
Seeking there to drown all care and sorrow.

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