George Darley

Lenimina Laborum. 21. The Temptress of the Bower

Quaff! quaff the coral wine,
Prest in our sea-vintage yearly,
Every crimson-berried vine
Melts as lusciously and clearly;
Quaff! quaff the coral wine.
Bower and all within are thine!

Lays of love and hymns divine,
I will sing, the couch attending,
With the perfume of the wine
The sweet breath of music blending;
Quaff! quaff the coral wine,
Bower and all within are thine!

Thrilling soft this harp of mine,
Strewing boughs with coral laden,
Pouring high the crested wine;
I will be thy Bower-Maiden;
Quaff! quaff the coral wine.
Bower and all within are thine!