EARTH is a thirsty drinker, The trees drink from its bosom, The ocean drinks the wet winds, The fiery sun the ocean, The moon drinks in the sun's light. Then why, my friends, be angry, Because I love to drink too. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COUSIN NANCY by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT MONADNOC by RALPH WALDO EMERSON IN THE OLD THEATRE, FIESOLE by THOMAS HARDY MOLLY PITCHER [JUNE 28, 1778] by LAURA ELIZABETH HOWE RICHARDS FOUR LITTLE FOXES by LEW SARETT RECONCILIATION by WALT WHITMAN EVENING by ISABELLA LOCKHART ALDERMAN A WINTRY LULLABY by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 32. THERE'S NO DEFENCE AGAINST LOVE by PHILIP AYRES |