1. How many gained union from self and cup overflowing,
With blood and concord on one of purpose and high resolve.

2. I called but passion midst the thickets was aflame,
Would the voyager or the zephyr but have made them pass.

3. In the lion’s brow or beneath the heavenly dome,
Would that every lovely charmer were a sorcerer enchanter.

4. Veiled amid the whiteness of India and night,
Would the wine but round the mansion of the Ram had moved.

5. So no beauty should accept but the valiant,
Nor circle with goblets but a king.