This race is never grateful from the first, One fills their cup at supper with pure wine, Which back they give at cross-time on a sponge, In bitter vinegar. (Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

This race is never grateful from the first, One fills their cup at supper with pure wine, Which back they give at cross-time on a sponge, In bitter vinegar.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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