And when I do, I find electric wine!
“Gentlemen, look on this wonder!
“Whatever the bids of the bidders, they cannot be high enough for it;
“For it the globe lay preparing quintillions of years, without one animal or plant;
“For it the revolving cycles truly and steadily roll’d.
“In this head the all-baffling brain;
“In it and below it, the makings of heroes.”
I open the bottle electric – 30 times on a single charge!
And 30 times I wonder! I truly wonder!
What exquisite senses must inhabit this advertising person
Who so offered me these words! These adjectives! This glorious split!
Electric wine! O it truly warms the soul!
Even as, no doubt, it makes the Body of poor Mr. Whitman weep.
