Health and Temperance

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Feb 17, 1888

Health and Temperance.

THE TWO GLASSES.

There sat two glasses filled to the brim, On a rich man's table, rim to rim; One was ruddy and red as blood, And one as clear as the crystal flood. Said the glass of wine to the paler brother: "Let us tell the tales of the past to each other. I can tell of banquet and revel and mirth, And of the proudest and grandest souls on earth, Fell under my touch, as though struck by blight, Where I was king, for I ruled in might. From the heads of kings I have torn the crown, From the heights of fame I have hurled men down; I have blasted many an honored name; I have taken virtue and given shame; I have tempted the youth with a sip, a taste, That has made his future a barren waste. Far greater than any king am I, Or than any army beneath the sky; I have made the arm of the driver fail, And sent the train from the iron rail; I have made good ships go down at sea, And shrieks of the lost were sweet to me, For they said, 'Behold how great you be!' Fame, strength, wealth, genius, before you fall, For your might and power is over all.' Ho! ho! pale brother," cried the wine, "Can you boast of deeds as great as mine?" Said the water glass: "I cannot boast Of a king dethroned or a murdered host, But I can tell of a heart once sad By my crystal drops made light and glad. Of throats I've quenched, of hearts I've laved, Of hands I have cooled and souls I have saved. I have leaped through the valley and dashed down the mountain, Flowed in the river and played in the fountain, Slept in the sunshine and dropped from the sky And everywhere gladdened the landscape and eye; I have eased the hot forehead of fever and pain, I have made the parched meadows grow fertile with grain. I can tell of the powerful wheel of the mill, That ground out the flour and turned at my will. I can tell of manhood, debased by you, That I lifted up and crowned anew; I cheer, I help, I strengthen and aid; I gladden the heart of man and maid; I set the chained wine-captive free, And all are better for knowing me." These are the tales told each other, The glass of wine and the paler brother, As they sat together full to the brim, On the rich man's table rim to rim. —Selected.