HO! ho! thou jolly god, with kinked lips And laughter-streaming eyes, thou liftest up The heart of me like any wassail-cup, And from its teeming brim, in foaming drips, Thou blowest all my cares. I cry to thee, Between the sips: -- Drink long and lustily; Drink thou my ripest joys, my richest mirth, My maddest staves of wanton minstrelsy; Drink every song I've tinkered here on earth With any patch of music; drink! and be Thou drainer of my soul, and to the lees Drink all my lover-thrills and ecstasies; And with a final gulp -- ho! ho! -- drink me, And roll me o'er thy tongue eternally. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHANSON INNOCENTE: 1, FR. TULIPS by EDWARD ESTLIN CUMMINGS AN ANCIENT TO ANCIENTS by THOMAS HARDY RIDDLE: MAN, STOOL, DOG by MOTHER GOOSE THE INDIAN'S WELCOME TO THE PILGRIM FATHERS by LYDIA HUNTLEY SIGOURNEY THE TRANSLATION by MARK VAN DOREN THE MESSIAH by MABEL WARREN ARNOLD |