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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Loving Cup of the Papyrus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">WISE men use days as husbandmen use bees, <br>And steal rich drops from every pregnant hour; <br>Others, like wasps on blossomed apple-trees, <br>Find gall, not honey, in the sweetest flower.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Congratulations for a scene like this!<br>The olden times are here—these shall be olden <br>When, years to come, remembering present bliss,<br>We sigh for past Papyrian dinners golden.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We thank the gods! we call them back to light— <br>Call back to hoary Egypt for Osiris, <br>Who first made wine, to join our board to-night, <br>And drain this loving cup with the Papyrus. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He comes! the Pharaoh's god! fling wide the door- <br>Welcome, Osiris! See—thine old prescription <br>Is honored here; and thou shalt drink once more <br>With men whose treasured ensign is Egyptian. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A toast! a toast! our guest shall give a toast!<br>By Nilus' flood, we pray thee, god, inspire us! <br>He smiles—he wills—let not a word be lost—<br>His hand upon the cup, he speaks:—<br>'Papyrus! <br>“I greet ye! and mine ancient nation shares<br>In greeting fair from Ammon, Ptah, and Isis, <br>Whose leaf ye love—dead Egypt's leaf, that bears<br>Our tale of pride from Cheops to Cambyses.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'We gods of Egypt, who are wise with age— <br>Five thousand years have washed us clean of passion— <br>A golden era for this board presage, <br>While ye do keep this cup in priestly fashion.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'We love to see the bonds of fellowship <br>Made still more sacred by a fine tradition; <br>We bless this bowl that moves from lip to lip <br>In love's festoons, renewed by every mission. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Intern the vessel from profaning eyes;<br>The lip that kisses should have special merit; <br>Thus every sanguine draught shall symbolize<br>And consecrate the true Papyrian spirit.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'For brotherhood, not wine, this cup should pass;<br>Its depths should ne'er reflect the eye of malice; <br>Drink toasts to strangers with the social glass,<br>But drink to brothers with this loving chalice.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'And now, Papyrus, each one pledge to each: <br>And let this formal tie be warmly cherished.<br>No words are needed for a kindly speech—<br>The loving thought will live when words have perished.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+Boyle+O%27Reilly">John Boyle O'Reilly</a></strong></div>