Odes 1.20 (Creech): Vile Potabis

POor Sabine Wine in Cups as poor
Is all my present store;
'Twas bottled then, when You, my Lord,
In crowded Theaters ador'd
Smooth Tyber's Banks around
Return'd the joyful sound,
And babling Eccho's the glad shouts restor'd.

Rich Casks from the Colenian Vine,
Or smooth Caecubian Wine
Your Cellar store; but meaner juice
Contented I must humbly use;
My Cups the Formian Hill
Nor the Falernian fill;
'Tis Wealth's great priviledge to be profuse.