ADIEU, kind Life, though thou hast often been Lavish of quip, and scant of courtesy, Beneath thy roughness I have found in thee A host who doth my parting favor win. Friend, teacher, sage, and sometimes harlequin, Thine every mood hath held some good for me, -- Nor ever friendlier seemed thy company Than on this night when I must quit thine inn. I love thee, Life, in spite of thy rude ways! Dear is thy pleasant house, so long my home. I thank thee for the hospitable days, The friends, the rugged cheer. Then, landlord, come! Pour me a stirrup cup, -- our parting nears; I ever liked thy wine, though salt with tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT CASTLE WOOD by EMILY JANE BRONTE THE VOYAGE TO VINLAND: 3. GUDRIDA'S PROPHECY by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL SOUTH WIND by SIEGFRIED SASSOON TO THE EARL OF WARWICK ON THE DEATH OF MR. ADDISON by THOMAS TICKELL WORLDLY PLACE by MATTHEW ARNOLD |