Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE REVD. MR. - ON HIS DRINKING SEA WATER, by JOHN WINSTANLEY Poet's Biography First Line: Methinks, dear tom, I see thee stand demure Last Line: By ward's mysterious drop or magic pill. Subject(s): Clergy; Drinks & Drinking; Priests; Rabbis; Ministers; Bishops; Wine | ||||||||
METHINKS, dear Tom, I see thee stand demure Close by old Ocean's side, with arms erect, Gulping the brine; and, with gigantic quaff, Pledge the proud whale, and from ten thousand springs Dilute the hyp, concomitant unkind! For thee th' Euphrates, from her spicy banks, Conveys her healing stream; for thee the Caspian Filters his balsam; while the fragrant Nile Tinges with balmy dew the greeting seas, Conscious of thee; whose tow'ring pyramids Would pride to lodge thy consecrated urn, For thee the sage Batavian, from his stern, With face distorted and convulsive grin, Disgorges eastern gums, in bowels pent, And streaks the surge with salutary hue. For thee the Thames, impregnated with steam Mercurial, wafts her complicated dose From reeking vaults, full copiously supplied By bums venereal, ruefully discharged By Ward's mysterious drop or magic pill. | 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 EPIGRAM ON THE FIRST OF APRIL by JOHN WINSTANLEY |
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