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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ANACREONTIC, by THOMAS MOORE Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: I fill'd to thee, to thee I drank Last Line: As bathes it in this bowl of mine! Alternate Author Name(s): Little, Thomas | |||
I FILL'D to thee, to thee I drank, I nothing did but drink and fill; The bowl by turns was bright and blank, 'Twas drinking, filling, drinking still! At length I bid an artist paint Thy image in this ample cup, That I might see the dimpled saint, To whom I quaff'd my nectar up. Behold how bright that purple lip Is blushing through the wave at me Every roseate drop I sip Is just like kissing wine from thee! But, oh! I drink the more for this; For, ever when the draught I drain, Thy lip invites another kiss, And in the nectar flows again! So, here's to thee, my gentle dear! And may that eye for ever shine Beneath as soft and sweet a tear As bathes it in this bowl of mine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A TEMPLE TO FRIENDSHIP by THOMAS MOORE AFTER THE BATTLE (OF AUGHRIM) by THOMAS MOORE BLACK AND BLUE EYES by THOMAS MOORE ECHO [OR, ECHOES] by THOMAS MOORE LALLA ROOKH: PARADISE AND THE PERI by THOMAS MOORE LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM by THOMAS MOORE O, BREATHE NOT HIS NAME! by THOMAS MOORE OH! BLAME NOT THE BARD by THOMAS MOORE PRO PATRIA MORI by THOMAS MOORE |
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