Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A DRINKING SONG, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: A bee goes mumbling homeward pleased Last Line: My soul be thine. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking; Wine | ||||||||
A Bee goes mumbling homeward pleased, He has not slaved away his hours; He's drunken with a thousand healths Of love and kind regard for flowers. Pour out the wine, His joy be mine. Forgetful of affairs at home, He has sipped oft and merrily; Forgetful of his duty -- Oh! What can he say to his queen bee? He says in wine, 'Boo to her shrine!' The coward dog that wags his tail, And rubs the nose with mangy curs, And fearful says, 'Come play, not fight,' Knows not the draught to drown his fears; Knows not the wine, The ruby shine. Poor beggar, breathless in yon barn, Who fears a mouse to move thy straw, Must Conscience pester thee all night, And fear oppress with thoughts of law? O dearth of wine, No sleep is thine. Is Bacchus not the god of gods, Who gives to Beauty's cheeks their shine? O Love, thou art a wingless worm; Wouldst thou be winged, fill thee with wine; Fill thee with wine, And wings be thine. Then, Bacchus, rule thy merry race, And laws like thine who would not keep? And when fools weep to hear us laugh, We'll laugh, ha! ha! to see them weep. O god of wine, My soul be thine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CUP OF TREMBLINGS by JOHN HOLLANDER VINTAGE ABSENCE by JOHN HOLLANDER SENT WITH A BOTTLE OF BURGUNDY FOR A BIRTHDAY by JOHN HOLLANDER TO A CIVIL SERVANT by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG WINE by FRIEDRICH MARTIN VON BODENSTEDT THE GOOD FELLOW by ALEXANDER BROME WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN by DAVID LEHMAN A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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