Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE JAR, by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD



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THE JAR, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Day and night my thoughts incline
Last Line: Let the jar be filled with wine!


DAY and night my thoughts incline
To the blandishments of wine:
Jars were made to drain, I think,
Wine, I know, was made to drink.

When I die, (the day be far!)
Should the potters make a jar
Out of this poor clay of mine,
Let the jar be filled with wine!





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