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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG, by EDWARD COATE PINKNEY Poet's Biography First Line: We break the glass, whose sacred wine / to some beloved health we drain Last Line: And airy gems, -- thy words. Alternate Author Name(s): Pinkney, Edward Coote | |||
WE break the glass, whose sacred wine To some beloved health we drain, Lest future pledges, less divine, Should e'er the hallowed toy profane; And thus I broke a heart that poured Its tide of feelings out for thee, In draught, by after-times deplored, Yet dear to memory. But still the old, impassioned ways And habits of my mind remain, And still unhappy light displays Thine image chambered in my brain, And still it looks as when the hours Went by like flights of singing birds, Or that soft chain of spoken flowers And airy gems, -- thy words. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SERENADE by EDWARD COATE PINKNEY VOTIVE SONG by EDWARD COATE PINKNEY PROSIT NEUJAHR by GEORGE SANTAYANA A SERVANT TO SERVANTS by ROBERT FROST HORATIUS [AT THE BRIDGE], FR. LAYS OF ANCIENT ROME by THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 28. LOVE'S TRIUMPH OVER RICHES by PHILIP AYRES UNCROWNED by ALFRED GOLDSWORTHY BAILEY |
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