From Xenophon

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ A scene:
The floor now, all our hands, the cups -- all clean.

With garland blooms one servant crowns our heads;
The other passes perfume dish of myrrh.

With mixing bowl, the jar sits, wine honey-sweet
As its aroma, blossoms, in our midst.

Frankincense also scents the room, and see:
Springwater for the wine, fresh, pure and cold,