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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=533745" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In a Wine Cellar</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SEE how it flashes,<br> This grape-blood fine!—<br>Our beards it splashes,<br> O comrade mine!—<br>Life dust and ashes<br> Were, wanting wine. <br>Amontillado<br> Fires heart and eyes;<br>Champagne the shadow<br> Of care defies;<br>An El Dorado<br> In Rhine-wine lies; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Port has the mintage<br> Of generous deeds;<br>Tokay scorns stintage<br> And richly bleeds;<br>But this great vintage<br> The Wine-March leads. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet it is wanting<br> In poesy;<br>No legends haunting<br> Its vassals be,<br>No tales enchanting<br> Of chivalry. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spain’s grape hath stories;<br> Its blood the bold<br>Conquistadores<br> Drank deep of old—<br>A wine of glories,<br> A wine of gold. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who drinks not sparing,<br> Beholdeth he<br>The great Cid bearing<br> His banner free,<br>Columbus daring<br> The unknown Sea, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, haply biding,<br> In this dream-Spain,<br>Don Quixote riding<br> Across the plain,<br>His squire confiding<br> Beside his rein. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wine of France is<br> Aglow to-day<br>With flash of lances,<br> With feast and fray,<br>And dark-eyed glances<br> Of ladies gay. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">See where together,<br> A flagon near,<br>Lie hat with feather,<br> And long rapier—<br>Fine courting weather,<br> O Cavalier! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bright Rhenish, gleaming<br> Moon-white! Perchance<br>Thy wave clear beaming<br> Still guards Romance,<br>Not dead, but dreaming<br> In spell-bound trance! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not in Rhine-water,<br> But Rhine-wine fair<br>Sir Rupert sought her<br> (As bards declare)<br>The Rhine King’s daughter<br> With golden hair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still ’neath its smiling<br> Wave’s amber rings,<br>Men sweetly wiling<br> From earthly things,<br>Her song beguiling<br> The Loreley sings. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your cup, wild siren,<br> That Deutschland drains—<br>Her heart of iron<br> Moved by your strains—<br>No blood shall fire in<br> Australian veins; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor yours whose charm is<br> Your topaz eyne,<br>Nor yours whose armies<br> In gold caps shine,<br>Shall charm or harm us—<br> Eh, comrade mine? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No vintage alien<br> For thee or me!<br>Our fount Castalian<br> Of poesy<br>Shall wine Australian,<br> None other be. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then place your hand in<br> This hand of mine,<br>And while we stand in<br> Her brave sunshine<br>Pledge deep our land in<br> Our land’s own wine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It has no glamour<br> Of old romance,<br>Of war and amour<br> In Spain or France;<br>Its poets stammer<br> As yet, perchance; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But he may wholly<br> Become a seer<br>Who quaffs it slowly;<br> For he shall hear,<br>Though faintly, lowly,<br> Yet sweet and clear, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The axes ringing<br> On mountain sides,<br>The wool-boats swinging<br> Down Darling tides,<br>The drovers singing<br> Where Clancy rides, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The miners driving,<br> The stockman’s strife;<br>All sounds conniving<br> To tell the rife,<br>Rich, rude, strong-striving<br> Australian life. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once more your hand in<br> This hand of mine!<br>And while we stand in<br> The brave sunshine,<br>Pledge deep our land in<br> Our land’s own wine!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Victor+James+Daley">Victor James Daley</a><div class=q>
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 This grape-blood fine!—
Our beards it splashes,
 O comrade mine!—
Life dust and ashes
 Were, wanting wine. 
Amontillado
 Fires heart and eyes;
Champagne the shadow
 Of care defies;
An El Dorado
 In Rhine-wine lies; 

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