squeezed out of the grape," said she; "for, in-
stead of disguising a man, as other liquor is apt
to do, it brings him to his true self, and shows
him as he ousjht to be."

The chief butler liked nothing better than to
see people turned into swine, or making any
kind of a beast of themselves; so he made haste
to bring the royal goblet, filled with a liquid as
bright as gold, and which kept sparkling upward,
and throwing a sunny spray over the brim. But,
delightfully as the wine looked, it was mingled
with the most potent enchantments that Circe
knew how to concoct. For every drop of the
pure grape juice there were two drops of the
pure mischief; and the danger of the thing was,
that the mischief made it taste all the better.
The mere smell of the bubbles, which effervesced
at the brim, was enough to turn a man's beard
into pig's bristles, or make a lion's claws grow
out of his fingers, or a fox's brush behind him

"Drink, my noble guest," said Circe, smiling
as she presented him with the goblet. "You
will find in this draught a solace for all your
troubles."

King Ulysses took the goblet with his right

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