Fair Empress of the Poet's soul,
And Queen of Poetesses;
Clarinda, take this little boon,
This humble pair of glasses.
And fill them high with generous juice,
As generous as your mind;
And pledge me in the generous toast,
"The whole of human kind!"
"To those who love us!" second fill;
But not to those whom we love;
Lest we love those who love not us!
A third, "to thee and me, love!"
To A Lady, With A Present Of A Pair Of Drinking-glasses.
Robert Burns
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