Fair Empress of the poet's soul,
And Queen of poetesses;
Clarinda, take this little boon,
This humble pair of glasses:
And fill them up with generous juice,
As generous as your mind;
And pledge them to the generous toast,
'The whole of human kind!'
'To those nwho love us!' second fill;
But not to those whom we love;
Lest we love those who love not us -
A third - 'To thee and me, love!'