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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ANACREONTIC, by THOMAS MOORE Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: I fill'd to thee, to thee I drank Last Line: As bathes it in this bowl of mine! Alternate Author Name(s): Little, Thomas | |||
I FILL'D to thee, to thee I drank, I nothing did but drink and fill; The bowl by turns was bright and blank, 'Twas drinking, filling, drinking still! At length I bid an artist paint Thy image in this ample cup, That I might see the dimpled saint, To whom I quaff'd my nectar up. Behold how bright that purple lip Is blushing through the wave at me Every roseate drop I sip Is just like kissing wine from thee! But, oh! I drink the more for this; For, ever when the draught I drain, Thy lip invites another kiss, And in the nectar flows again! So, here's to thee, my gentle dear! And may that eye for ever shine Beneath as soft and sweet a tear As bathes it in this bowl of mine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEAR HARP OF MY COUNTRY! IN DARKNESS I FOUND THEE by THOMAS MOORE FAREWELL! BUT WHENEVER YOU WELCOME THE HOUR by THOMAS MOORE I WISH I WAS BY THAT DIM LAKE by THOMAS MOORE LET ERIN REMEMBER THE DAYS OF OLD by THOMAS MOORE RICH AND RARE WERE THE GEMS SHE WORE by THOMAS MOORE A CANADIAN BOAT SONG; WRITTEN ON THE RIVER ST. LAWRENCE by THOMAS MOORE A TEMPLE TO FRIENDSHIP by THOMAS MOORE AFTER THE BATTLE (OF AUGHRIM) by THOMAS MOORE BLACK AND BLUE EYES by THOMAS MOORE ECHO [OR, ECHOES] by THOMAS MOORE |
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