Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE HARVEST HOME, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES


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First Line: The harvest home's a home indeed
Last Line: Is -- by my soul and body -- ale!
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Bars & Bartenders; Beer; Drinks & Drinking; Pubs; Taverns; Saloons; Ale; Wine


The Harvest Home's a home indeed;
If my lord bishop drank ale there,
He'd want to kiss the beggar wench,
And change his gown with her, I swear.

The Harvest Home's a place to love,
There is no better booze on sale;
Angels in Heaven -- I take my oath --
Can find no better glass of ale.

There's courage in such booze as that:
Old Dicky drank but one small mug,
And then, to please the harvest girls,
Said, 'Look!' and swallowed a live frog.

The landlord draws to suit my taste,
I never knew his wife to fail;
But, somehow, what the daughter draws
Is -- by my soul and body -- Ale!





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