  A draught of good fresh milk, though drank From earthen, tin or pewter, Is Nature’s food and medicine, And ever will recruit her Better than all inventions served In cups of golden lining. If baby should need aught beside The precious milk, pearl-shining, Then give it but the blood of grapes Fresh-pressed from grape or raisin; Blest cup for all the weak and strong; Blest cup for every season. endpaper divider |
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