<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=556464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>How Yearn I For A Potioned Wine – This Night!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How yearn I for a potioned wine – this night! <br>How race and run the drops of blood <br>How race the red, red drops of blood – this night! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How from the face of heaven the clouds<br>Seem swept away by some full-scathing broom<br>How smiling the pale moon! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! methinks that the moon, the modest moon<br>Has in itself somehow sometime infused<br>The red, red drops of Bacchus – lo in it<br>The wanness cool is turning to a red<br>And on its cheek already ruddying goeth: <br>And merry looks the moon this merry night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never would I have thought the moon to be<br>Votary of Bacchus and his ivied green: <br>Nor of its conquest by the sweaty arms<br>Of satyrs fauns and nymphs of Bacchus wild: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And in my cheeks like the wan moon<br>So will I potion myself with red, red wine<br>Cool from the earth in cooler beakers kept<br>Delicious as the drops of red, red blood<br>Were to Dracula.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then will I yearn to sleep and drowse and dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emmanuel+George+Cefai">Emmanuel George Cefai</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=556464" data-title="How Yearn I For A Potioned Wine – This Night! de Emmanuel George Cefai" data-description="How yearn I for a potioned wine – this night! How race and run the drops of blood How race the red, red drops of blood – this night! How from the face of heaven the clouds Seem swept away by some full-scathing broom How smiling the pale mo..."></div> </div> </div>

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