O COOL in the summer is salad, And warm in the winter is love; And a poet shall sing you a ballad Delicious thereon and thereof. A singer am I, if no sinner, My muse has a marvellous wing, And I willingly worship at dinner The Sirens of Spring. Take endive -- like love it is bitter, Take beet -- for like love it is red; Crisp leaf of the lettuce shall glitter, And cress from the rivulet's bed; Anchovies, foam-born, like the lady Whose beauty has maddened this bard; And olives, from groves that are shady; And eggs -- boil 'em hard. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEATH AND CUPID; AN ALLEGORY by JOHN GODFREY SAXE SOMETIMES WITH ONE I LOVE by WALT WHITMAN THE SHAVEN BEAUTY by YUSUF IBN HARUN AL-RAMADI THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: THE PEDLER by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON FROST by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN |