The straw-stuffed hamper with its ruthless steel <br />He open'd, cutting sheer th' inserted cords <br />Which bound the lid and lip secure. Forth came <br />The rustling package first, bright straw of wheat, <br />Or oats, or barley; next a bottle green <br />Throat-full, clear spirits the contents, distill'd <br />Drop after drop odorous, by the art <br />Of the fair mother of his friend -- the Rose.<br /><br />William Cowper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-receipt-of-a-hamper-in-the-manner-of-homer/
