Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONG OF A FALLEN ANGEL OVER A BOWL OF RUM-PUNCH, by JOHN WILSON (UNCERTAIN IDENTITY)


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SONG OF A FALLEN ANGEL OVER A BOWL OF RUM-PUNCH, by                    
First Line: Heap on more coal there
Last Line: With hey cow rumble o, etc.
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking; Wine


Heap on more coal there,
And keep the glass moving,
The frost nips my nose,
Though my heart glows with loving.
Here's the dear creature,
No skylights—a bumper;
He who leaves heeltaps
I vote him a mumper.
With hey cow rumble O,
Whack! populorum,
Merrily, merry men,
Push round the jorum.

What are Heaven's pleasures
That so very sweet are?
Singing from psalters,
In long or short metre.
Planked on a wet cloud
Without any breeches,
Just like the Celtic,
Met to make speeches.
With hey cow rumble O, etc.

Wide is the difference,
My own boosing bullies,
Here the round punch-bowl
Heaped to the full is.
Then if some wise one
Thinks that up "yonder"
Is pleasant as we are,
Why———he's in a blunder.
With hey cow rumble O, etc.





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