When the wine-cup at the lip
Slants its sparkling fire,
O'er its level, while you sip,
Have you marked the finger-tip
Of the god DESIRE slip,
Of the god DESIRE?
Saying - Lo, the hours run!
Live your day before 't is done!
When the empty goblet lies
At the ended revel,
In the glass, the wine-stain dyes,
Have you marked the hollow eyes
Of a mocking Devil rise,
Of a mocking Devil?
Saying - Lo, the day is through!
Look on joy it gave to you!
When The Wine-cup At The Lip
Madison Julius Cawein
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Poem topics: fire, joy, rise, finger, level, live, glass, god, desire, devil, Valentine's Day, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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