“O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth.”

—  John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale

Stanza 2
Poems (1820), Ode to a Nightingale
Context: O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth.
Tasting of Flora and the country green,
Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!
O for a beaker full of the warm South,
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
And purple-stained mouth.

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