Gustate

These woful spirits, drenched with the sensuous elements of the life which they led on earth; selfish as they were then to the very inmost depths of their natures, rush with a reckless and gluttonous appetite into the tissues of unfortunately open constitutions, and exult in breathing, drinking in, gustating with a cruel and relentless ardour the sensations and odours of this mortal life once more.

Within gardens we have sat, / Gazing on a grassy plat, / With an ecstacy elate; / Gustating thy summer air, / With a joy we cannot share, / Looking on thy summer tree, / Offshoot of far Virgineé.

Back from dentist, there lay yr. letter on my dressing table – best possible Restorative. I read it while gustating cautiously […] & gratefully swallowing the broth Mrs. O’C. had specially prepared for me.