Pillowing their cheeks all night On their hands, now suddenly The glow of dawning light Surprises them, and me. Ceaselessly their cups I filled, Sucking their superfluous wine Until my poor head reeled, And theirs no less than mine. So the liquor in its might Takes revenge remorselessly: I rocked the flask all night, And now the wine rocks me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER WINTER GARDEN THEATRE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS A MILLION YOUNG WORKMEN, 1915 by CARL SANDBURG SPAIN IN AMERICA by GEORGE SANTAYANA FROM THE WOOLWORTH TOWER by SARA TEASDALE ANGLOSAXON STREET by EARL (EARLE) BIRNEY |