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 1 Pre     |          and thy heart's desire, oh Cup-bearer of Djem's court!" he writes --
 2 Pre     |             sweet as the lip of the Cup-bearer they seemed to my palate.
 3 Pre     |            companion, minstrel, and cup-bearer, all these are but names
 4 Pre     |             the words wine, cup and cup-bearer, musician, magian, and Christian
 5 I       |                       I~* ARISE, oh Cup-bearer, rise! and bring~To lips
 6 II(*)   |             men, and calls upon the Cup-bearer to silence their idle talk
 7 V       |       Bokhara and Samarkand.~Bring, Cup-bearer, all that is left of thy
 8 IX      |                             IX~* OH Cup-bearer, set my glass afire~With
 9 XI      |             that wait,~Where is the Cup-bearer, the flagon where?~When
10 XIX     |        brings me hope--~Who was the Cup-bearer, and whence the wine?~That
11 XX      |          joy's flowing cup be mine.~Cup-bearer, seize to-day, nor wait~
12 XXX     |     solitude sweet.~If for wine the Cup-bearer pour forth my blood,~As
13 XXXVII  |            pale empty cup~A grimmer Cup-bearer the dust shall throw.~Yea,
14 XXXIX(*)| hadis-i-sarvo gul o làleh miravad"--Cup-bearer, a tale runs of a Cypress,
15 XL      |           song, a mistress sweet,~A Cup-bearer whose cheek outshines the