XCII.

That ev'n my buried Ashes such a snare Of Vintage shall fling up into the Air As not a True-believer passing by But shall be overtaken unaware.

This quatrain is translated from C. 16.

I will drink so much wine that this aroma of wine Shall rise from the earth when I am beneath it; So that when a drinker shall pass above my body, He shall become drunk and degraded from the aroma of my potations.

_Ref._: C. 16, L. 28, B. 26, S.P. 14, B. ii. 11.--W. 17, N. 14, V. 27.