Thy crude thoughts I haste to expand on.
Sundry songs extolling the beneficence of wine and earthly pleasure arose at this period. Of these we find none more attractive than that which owed its origin to a conversation held in the divan of wisdom concerning certain Russians and Georgians who drank wine more freely than the camels drank water, yet had gained no inspiration therefrom:
From wine's fiery fascination
From the goblet's mystic pleasure,
Poison foams, and sweet refreshment,
Beauty flows, and degradation,
As the drinker's worth may measure,
According to his brain's assessment.
In debasement deeply sunken
Lies the fool, through wine's might captur'd: