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Let us first banquet upon the delights of love, and then sip the ruby contents of the sparkling wine-cup, which I'll swear are not one half so sweet as the nectar of your lips, which now I taste. "I clasped her in my arms as I spoke, and attempted to imprint a kiss upon her lips; but she hurled me from her with disdain, and said, with an air of lofty dignity
With these words she raised the wine-cup, and drank about half of the contents; then she shuddered, and while her pretty face took a comical expression, she turned to her mother, who was seated behind her and held the beaker towards her. "The wine is quite sour to-day!" she said. "Taste it, mother."
"What is a glimpse of New Orleans or the White Sulphur Springs once in a great while!" "'This world is but a fleeting show," quoted Rigdon, with a palpable effort to laugh off the inappropriate subject. "Oh, that is what people always tell the restricted, especially when they are themselves drinking the wine-cup to the bottom." "And finding the lees bitter," said Rigdon.
Bring hither the vadmal, thrall, and we will lose no more precious moments." Was ever monkish work begun in more unchurch-like surroundings? Alwin wondered, a festal board for a desk and a wine-cup for an ink-horn!
The old gentleman took the letter, nervously opened it, and read it slowly, saying each sentence over twice as though to get the full meaning. "Ah," he exclaimed, "he is going back to France to fight for the King!" Then he looked at Detricand sadly, benevolently. "Mon cher," said he, "if I could but persuade you to abjure the wine-cup and follow his example!"
Or when she went out to the gate it was still to find him there, sitting on his horse, his face lighting up with love and joy at beholding her again; then the change the surprise, the fear, the wine-cup, the attempt to break away, her cry the unconsidered words she had uttered and the fatal blow!
Again we see the ploughmen, unlike what are to be seen in our corn-grounds, turning their teams at the end of the furrow, and attendants standing ready with the wine-cup, to hand to them as they pass.
Frowning he paused, and check'd the spreading woe, Resumed the feast, and bid the wine-cup flow! The valiant Gíw was sentinel that night, And marking dimly by the dubious light, A warrior form approach, he claps his hands, With naked sword and lifted shield he stands, To front the foe; but Rustem now appears, And Gíw the secret tale astonished hears; From thence the Champion on the Monarch waits.
Yes, Margery, for one whose first desire is to forget many matters, this Paris is a place of delight. I have drunk deep of the wine-cup, but I would call any man villain who should say that I am drunk. Can I not write as well as ever another and this I know, that if I sold myself it was not cheap. It has cost me my love, and whereas it was great the void is great to fill.
Those who are in the streets can be cut down. Locked doors can be broken in." At this, Caesar, who had dropped on to his throne, started to his feet, flung the wine-cup he held across the room, laughed loudly, and exclaimed: "You are the man for me! To work at once! This will be a day! Macrinus, Theocritus, Antigonus, we need your troops. Send up the legates.
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