Oh, for a bowl of fat Canary, Rich Palermo, sparkling Sherry, Some nectar else, from Juno's dairy; Oh, these draughts would make us merry! Oh, for a wench (I deal in faces, And in other daintier things); Tickled am I with her embraces, Fine dancing in such fairy rings. Oh, for a plump fat leg of mutton, Veal, lamb, capon, pig, and coney [rabbit]; None is happy but a glutton, None an ass bit who wants money. Wines indeed and girls are good, But brave victuals feast the blood; For wenches, wine, and lusty cheer, Jove would leap down to surfeit here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TEARS IN SLEEP by LOUISE BOGAN SORROW by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE BEAVER BROOK by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL WHEN THE FROST IS ON THE PUNKIN by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY SONNET: 5 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE PIAZZA OF ST. MARK AT MIDNIGHT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |