Now we're met like jovial fellows, Let us do as wise men tell us, Sing Old Rose and burn the bellows: Let us do as wise men tell us. When the jowl with claret glows, And wisdom shines upon the nose, O then is the time to sing Old Rose, And burn, burn, burn the bellows. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TRASH MEN by CHARLES BUKOWSKI THEY ACCUSE ME OF NOT TALKING by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE PLACE OF PEACE by EDWIN MARKHAM BETRAND AND GOURGAUD TALK OVER OLD TIMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |