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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
"COME, LANDLORD", by ANONYMOUS
First Line: He that drinketh strong beer
Last Line: "come, land, fill the flowing bowl"
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking
First Line: He that drinketh strong beer
Last Line: "come, land, fill the flowing bowl"
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking
He that drinketh strong beer
And goes to bed right mellow,
Lives as he ought to live
And dies a hearty fellow.
Come, landlord, fill the flowing bowl
Until it does run over,
For tonight we'll merry, merry be,
For tonight we'll merry, merry be,
For tonight we'll merry, merry be,
Tomorrow we'll get sober.
He that drinketh small beer
And goes to bed sober
Falls as the leaves do fall
That die in dull October.
Come, etc.
Punch cures the gout,
The colic and phthisic;
So it is to all men
The best of physic.
Come, etc. ...
He that courts a pretty girl,
And courts her for his pleasure,
Is a knave unless he marries her
Without store or treasure.
Come, etc. ...
So now let us dance and sing
And drive away all sorrow,—
For perhaps we may not
Meet again tomorrow.
Come, landlord, fill the flowing bowl...
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