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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472345" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Song Of Other days</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As o'er the glacier's frozen sheet<br>Breathes soft the Alpine rose,<br>So through life's desert springing sweet<br>The flower of friendship grows;<br>And as where'er the roses grow<br>Some rain or dew descends,<br>'T is nature's law that wine should flow<br>To wet the lips of friends.<br>Then once again, before we part,<br>My empty glass shall ring;<br>And he that has the warmest heart<br>Shall loudest laugh and sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They say we were not born to eat;<br>But gray-haired sages think<br>It means, Be moderate in your meat,<br>And partly live to drink.<br>For baser tribes the rivers flow<br>That know not wine or song;<br>Man wants but little drink below,<br>But wants that little strong.<br>Then once again, etc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If one bright drop is like the gem<br>That decks a monarch's crown,<br>One goblet holds a diadem<br>Of rubies melted down!<br>A fig for Caesar's blazing brow,<br>But, like the Egyptian queen,<br>Bid each dissolving jewel glow<br>My thirsty lips between.<br>Then once again, etc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Grecian's mound, the Roman's urn,<br>Are silent when we call,<br>Yet still the purple grapes return<br>To cluster on the wall;<br>It was a bright Immortal's head<br>They circled with the vine,<br>And o'er their best and bravest dead<br>They poured the dark-red wine.<br>Then once again, etc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Methinks o'er every sparkling glass<br>Young Eros waves his wings,<br>And echoes o'er its dimples pass<br>From dead Anacreon's strings;<br>And, tossing round its beaded brim<br>Their locks of floating gold,<br>With bacchant dance and choral hymn<br>Return the nymphs of old.<br>Then once again, etc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A welcome then to joy and mirth,<br>From hearts as fresh as ours,<br>To scatter o'er the dust of earth<br>Their sweetly mingled flowers;<br>'T is Wisdom's self the cup that fills<br>In spite of Folly's frown,<br>And Nature, from her vine-clad hills,<br>That rains her life-blood down!<br>Then once again, before we part,<br>My empty glass shall ring;<br>And he that has the warmest heart<br>Shall loudest laugh and sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a><div class=q>
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Breathes soft the Alpine rose,
So through life's desert springing sweet
The flower of friendship grows;
And as where'er the roses grow
Some rain or dew descends,
'T is nature's law that wine should flow
To wet th..."></div>
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