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But now at length she made them serve her wine
In the most precious goblet,—wine that shed
Great fragrance, in a goblet fair with shine
Of jewels: so they poured the wine out red:
And lo, to mark that more than any feast
And honour Antony,—or for mere pride
To do so proud a vanity, at least
The proudest, vainest, woman ever tried—
She took the unmatched pearl, and, taking, laughed;
And when they served her now that wine of worth
She cast it gleaming in; then with the draught
Mingling she drank it in their midst with mirth.
And all that while upon the ocean high,
The golden galley, heavy in its light,
Ruled the hoarse sea-sounds with its revelry—
Changing afar the purples of the night!
