THE GOD’S CUP
By S. J. Alexander
The Sun God gave his radiant Gift
In a clay cup, whose flaw and rift
With many a blur and many a stain
Cried out to him, and cried in vain,
For a fair vase of porcelain.
Men looked at it before they quaffed
The God’s wine in its depths, and laughed.
“The thing’s old-fashioned, quite antique,”