"MY Lord, pray excuse the remonstrance I make To the bumpers which still after dinner you take; You appear what you told me just now to forget, That the little you did drink you drank when you eat." "As you say, 'twas the @3little@1 I spoke of before, The @3great deal@1 I drink is when dinner is o'er." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRESCENT MOON by AMY LOWELL IN HARDWOOD GROVES by ROBERT FROST SIX O'CLOCK by TRUMBULL STICKNEY RED HANRAHAN'S SONG ABOUT IRELAND by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS BAYARD TAYLOR by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH STANZAS ADDRESSED TO SOME FRIEND GOING TO THE SEA-SIDE by BERNARD BARTON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND by LEVI BISHOP |