Shapes and Shadows — When the Wine-Cup at the Lip

_When the Wine-Cup at the Lip.

_ 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!

_ ART.

[_A Phantasy.

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