the house of wine

Oh, fill
your lips with life, my love,


Your rosy goblet! Let it swim

With drunkenness
of youth, and let


My lips
attain that flowing brim;


And press
it to my mouth, and stay;


Forget
to take the cup away;


The ardent
lover cannot tire;


The House
of Wine is free to him.

“Madhushala” by Harivansh Rai Bachchan (Translated by Marjorie Boulton
and Ram Swaroop Vyas)

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