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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE STIRRUP-CUP, by SIDNEY LANIER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Death, thou'rt a cordial old and rare Last Line: I'll drink it down right smilingly. Subject(s): Alcoholism & Alcoholics; Drunkards; Alcohol Abuse | |||
DEATH, thou'rt a cordial old and rare: Look how compounded, with what care! Time got his wrinkles reaping thee Sweet herbs from all antiquity. David to thy distillage went, Keats, and Gotama excellent, Omar Khayyam, and Chaucer bright, And Shakespeare for a king-delight. Then, Time, let not a drop be spilt: Hand me the cup whene'er thou wilt; 'T is thy rich stirrup-cup to me; I'll drink it down right smilingly. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NO NONSENSE by CHARLES BUKOWSKI THE REPLACEMENTS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI BELLEVUE EXCHANGE by NORMAN DUBIE EVEN NOW YOU ARE LEAVING by TESS GALLAGHER ANY NEWS FROM ALPHA CENTAURI by ANSELM HOLLO A BIRTHDAY SONG by SIDNEY LANIER |
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