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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529947" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Drink of This Cup</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Drink of this cup; -- you'll find there's a spell in <br>Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality; <br>Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen; <br>Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality. <br>Would you forget the dark world we are in <br>Just taste of the bubble that gleams on the top of it; <br>But would you rise above earth, till akin <br>To immortals themselves, you must drain every drop of it! <br>Send round the cup -- for oh there's a spell in <br>Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality; <br>Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen! <br>Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never was philter form'd with such power <br>To charm and bewilder as this we are quaffing; <br>Its magic began when, in Autumn's rich hour, <br>A harvest of gold in the fields it stood laughing. <br>There having, by Nature's enchantment, been fill'd <br>With the balm and the bloom of her kindliest weather, <br>This wonderful juice from its core was distill'd <br>To enliven such hearts as are here brought together. <br>Then drink of the cup -- you'll find there's a spell in <br>Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality; <br>Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen! <br>Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And though, perhaps -- but breathe it to no one -- <br>Like liquor the witch brews at midnight so awful, <br>This philter in secret was first taught to flow on, <br>Yet 'tisn't less potent for being unlawful. <br>And, even though it taste of the smoke of that flame <br>Which in silence extracted its virtue forbidden -- <br>Fill up -- there's a fire in some hearts I could name, <br>Which may work too its charm, though as lawless and hidden. <br>So drink of the cup -- for oh there's a spell in <br>Its very drop 'gainst the ills of mortality; <br>Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen! <br>Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Moore">Thomas Moore</a><div class=q>
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Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality; 
Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen; 
Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality. 
Would you forget the dark world we are in 
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