For every Guest who comes with him to sup,
The Host compounds a strangely mingled cup;--
Red Wine of Life and Dregs of Bitterness,
And, will-he, nil-he, each must drink it up.
Cup Of Mixture
William Arthur Dunkerley (john Oxenham)
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