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Tuesday, December 31, 2002

To The Water-Nymphs Drinking At Thefountain

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Reach with your whiter hands to me
Some crystal of the spring;
And I about the cup shall see
Fresh lilies flourishing.

Or else, sweet nymphs, do you but this--
To th' glass your lips incline;
And I shall see by that one kiss
The water turn'd to wine.
Robert Herrick
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