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"Shall I pour you the wine," she said, / "The wine that is rare and red? / Sweeter the cup for the drop. " -- / "But why do you shrink and stop?"
"The seal of the wine / Has a sacred sign; / I am afraid," she said.
"I love and revere / You more for your fear, / Than I do for your wine," he said.