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 1 Pre     |    throw~Drink steadfastly the cup whose name is Death,~Empty
 2 Pre     |       scatter the dregs of the cup and are clothed in one colour (
 3 Pre     |        again: "Give me not the cup until I have torn from my
 4 Pre     |     while I dwelt with thee my cup was never filled with wine."
 5 Pre     |        departure. "Give me the cup," he says in one of these, "
 6 Pre     |        eyes are fixed upon the cup, their bosoms are filled
 7 Pre     |      wind of dawn, the scarlet cup of the tulip uplifted in
 8 Pre     |       thou desire the jewelled cup of ruby wine," he continues (
 9 Pre     |     express by the words wine, cup and cup-bearer, musician,
10 II      |    alleys stept.~"Where is thy cup, the mirror of the world?~
11 II(*)   |    said to have cast his magic cup. The head man of the village
12 II(*)   |     There is a legend that his cup was found buried in its
13 III     |      send to thee.~Give me the cup! a voice rings in mine cars~
14 VI      |    earth can boast,~A brimming cup of wine I prize the most--~
15 IX(*)   |       As the wine glows in the cup like the reflection of a
16 XI      |      And Hafiz doth an earthly cup prefer--~But what, between
17 XVI     |      are nought!~Like an empty cup is the fate of each,~That
18 XVI     |      Another has filled up thy cup with blood;~Neither shade
19 XVII    |         who can say.~Bring the cup in thine hand to the Judgment-seat;~
20 XVIII(*)|       to him and brought him a cup of the water of immortality.~
21 XIX     |        and rose.~Take thou the cup and go where meadows span~
22 XX      |   haste!~And let joy's flowing cup be mine.~Cup-bearer, seize
23 XXI     |    carpet scarce would fetch a cup~How brave a pledge of piety
24 XXIV    |       vow~No more the brimming cup shall touch my lips,~Until
25 XXV     |      hast shown--~Long may thy cup be full, thy days be fair!~
26 XXVI    |    like thine has rolled.~That cup within thy fingers, dost
27 XXVI    |        tears.~Bring, bring the cup! drink we while yet we may~
28 XXVII   |        desire, I seized Love's cup divine,~But she that held
29 XXVIII  |    Swift nights flew past, the cup of dawn brimmed high?~My
30 XXXI    |     white jessamine a brimming cup,~And wind flowers lift their
31 XXXIV   |      and, methought,~Moulded a cup therewith while all men
32 XXXV    | learned~To drink the envenomed cup of mortal lot;~Forget not
33 XXXVII  |    into thy skull's pale empty cup~A grimmer Cup-bearer the
34 XXXIX   |        ripest beauty: fill the cup!~Of Spring's handmaidens