"I am not a wine lover, but if you want to get me drunk, you drink first and then pass me the cup. Then I accept it, if only you have touched it with your lips, it will be difficult for me to remain sober and escape the sweet cupbearer. Your kiss transmits it to me that cup and tells me what grace has touched it. The cup ferries the kiss from you to me, and announces the joy it has drawn."
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