Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, KING DEATH, by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER


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First Line: King death was a rare old fellow
Last Line: Hurrah for the coal-black wine!
Alternate Author Name(s): Cornwall, Barry; Proctor, Bryan Waller
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


King Death was a rare old fellow!
He sat where no sun could shine;
And he lifted his hand so yellow,
And poured out his coal black wine.
Hurrah for the coal-black wine!

There came to him many a Maiden,
Whose eyes had forgot to shine;
And widows, with grief o'er-laden,
For a draught of his sleepy wine.
Hurrah for the coal-black wine!

The Scholar left all his learning;
The Poet his fancied woes;
And the Beauty, her bloom returning
As the beads of the black wine rose.
Hurrah for the coal-black wine!

All came to the royal old fellow,
Who laughed till his eyes dropped brine,
As he gave them his hand so yellow,
And pledged them in Death's black wine.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Hurrah for the coal-black wine!





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