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Magian Wine By Herman Melville |
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Amulets gemmed, to Miriam dear, Adown in liquid mirage gleam; Solomon's Syrian charms appear, Opal and ring supreme. The rays that light this Magian Wine Thrill up from semblances divine. And, seething through the rapturous wave, What low Elysian anthems rise: Sibylline inklings blending rave, Then lap the verge with sighs. Delirious here the oracles swim Ambiguous in the beading hymn. | |||||||||||||
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