And if the jug's of plate, engraved with cost

And if the jug's of plate, engraved with cost, Or with a Satyr's laughing face embossed, 'Twill more, forsooth, assuage thy thirst than e'er Did the plain jug of horrid earthenware! When from plain vessels, filled with water pure, I wet the thirsty lip, I drink secure: Say, would a vase whereon rich sculptures live, Filled in a palace, like assurance give? No! the Greek tyrants for their guests of old, Mixed poison always in a vase of gold."