1. And a glowing goblet there, as though
'T were dust of dawn in hue of gloom,

2. A spirit with a body made of clay
Not blessed with length of days in it to stay.

3. I never dreamed before I met with her
A flame could burn, fanned but by splash of water.

4. She slipped; and morning from the dark of night
Fled, then shone forth e'en as the sun beams bright,

5. And dawn then followed, beauteous, but we turned
From its clear light as needing nought we yearned

6. To add unto the radiance that she lent,
Flooding the place where we were with her glent.

7. She mixed clear glass and came as intertwined
With beam of light embracing wandering wind.

8. The bubbles showed a full moon growing less
That passes with a wink or waving tress.

9. Green emerald with that light took on a dress
Till you might think it thinnest gauze in its finesse

10. As though the goblets were a silver bow
And stars therein that in the Swan do go.

11. And as the butler in his whiteness vies
With her who dons a gown of yellow dyes.

12. Sweet life where fancy strays 'twixt earnest, jest,
And youth's intoxication's more than palmwine zest.