| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 819. The Stirrup-Cup |
| | | By Sidney Lanier |
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| DEATH, thou ’rt a cordial old and rare: | |
| Look how compounded, with what care | |
| Time got his wrinkles reaping thee | |
| Sweet herbs from all antiquity. | |
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| David to thy distillage went, | 5 |
| Keats, and Gotama excellent, | |
| Omar Khayyám, and Chaucer bright, | |
| And Shakespeare for a king-delight. | |
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| Then, Time, let not a drop be spilt: | |
| Hand me the cup whene’er thou wilt; | 10 |
| ’T is thy rich stirrup-cup to me; | |
| I ’ll drink it down right smilingly. | |
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