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Norton F. W. Hazeldine translation
Yet there's another wine which fresh from Life's vintage into the cup of immortality is drawn. [27]It is in color ruby red, resurrected from the dead. Drink ye! Drink ye! of this wine, the product of the vine of vines. They who from this cup do drink with eternal bliss do meet. Born of the perfumes of the flowers, watered by these tears of ours, nourished by the stress of life, our crown of thorns the crown of glory wins.