Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WINE PREFERRED TO WOMEN, by ANONYMOUS


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WINE PREFERRED TO WOMEN, by                    
First Line: "when I visit proud celia, just come from my glass"
Last Line: "let her go to the devil, there's no more to be said"
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking


"When I visit proud Celia, just come from my glass,
She tells me I'm flustered and look like an ass;
When I mean of my passion to put her in mind,
She bids me leave drinking, or she'll never be kind.

That she's charmingly handsome, I very well know;
And so is my bottle, each brimmer so too;
And to leave my soul's joys, oh! 'tis nonsense to ask,
Let her go to the Devil, bring t'other full flask."

"Had she bade me read homilies three times a day,
She perhaps had been humoured with little to say.
But at night to deny me my flask of dear red,
Let her go to the Devil, there's no more to be said."





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