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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IF, by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS Poet's Biography
First Line: Yes, death is at the bottom of the cup
Last Line: That drop untasted might be somehow spilled.
Alternate Author Name(s): Howells, W. D.
First Line: Yes, death is at the bottom of the cup
Last Line: That drop untasted might be somehow spilled.
Alternate Author Name(s): Howells, W. D.
YES, death is at the bottom of the cup,
And every one that lives must drink it up;
And yet between the sparkle at the top
And the black less where lurks that bitter drop,
There swims enough good liquor, Heaven knows,
To ease our hearts of all their other woes.
The bubbles rise in sunshine at the brim;
That drop below is very far and dim;
The quick fumes spread, and shape us such bright dreams
That in the glad delirium it seems
As though by some deft sleight, if so we willed,
That drop untasted might be somehow spilled.
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