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Old Spookses' Pass, Malcolm's Katie, and other poems by Isabella Valancy Crawford
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XXX.

"Drink, until the leaden blood
"Stirs and beats about thy brain:
"Till the hot Caecuban flood
"Drown the iron of thy chain.


XXXI.

"Drink, till even madness flies
"At the nimble wine's pursuit;
"Till the God within thee lies
"Trampled by the earth-born brute.


XXXII.

"Helot drink--nor spare the wine;
"Drain the deep, the madd'ning bowl,
"Flesh and sinews, slave, are mine,
"Now I claim thy Helot soul.


XXXIII.

"Gods! ye love our Sparta; ye
"Gave with vine that leaps and runs
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