The paths, o'er which the far festoon entwines The red grape in the sunny lands of song, Hath yet a purchased choice of choicest wines; The claret light, and the Madeira strong.
— from Don Juan by Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron
An English Autumn, though it hath no vines, Blushing with Bacchant coronals along The paths o'er which the far festoon entwines The red grape in the sunny lands of song, Hath yet a purchased choice of choicest wines; [MJ] The Claret light, and the Madeira strong.
— from The Works of Lord Byron. Vol. 6 by Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron
You have been watched, as star-men watch a star That leaves its way, returns and leaves its way, Until the exploring watchers find, can trace A hidden star beyond their sight, whose sway Draws the erratic star so long observed— So have you wandered, swerved.
— from Toward the Gulf by Edgar Lee Masters
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