BUSY, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I! Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up: Make the most of life you may; Life is short and wears away! Both alike, both mine and thine, Hasten quick to their decline! Thine's a summer; mine no more, Though repeated to threescore! Threescore summers, when they're gone, Will appear as short as one! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FATHER WILLIAM [QUESTIONED], FR. ALICE IN WONDERLAND by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON AIRY NOTHINGS. FR. THE TEMPEST by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE OUT OF THE VAST by AUGUSTUS WRIGHT BAMBERGER HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 3 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH SPRING SONG IN THE CITY by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN |