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boat is on
by Lord Byron.
- S. H.
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Send Round The Wine
of my soul this goblet sip
filled to thee, To thee I drank
talk of Wisdom's gloomy schools
the grape and let it pour
We Have But A Second
Hence The Bowl
The Wine-Cup Is Smiling
Through his first
Odes of Anacreon , Thomas Moore makes more
contributions to vintagewinepoems.com.
James Corry, ESQ: On
His Making Me A Present Of A Wine Strainer
Moore (1779-1852), Irish poet
life, dear Corry, who can doubt –
much friend Ewart's wine,
first the rosy drops come out,
beautiful, how clear they shine!
thus awhile they keep their tint,
free from even a shade with some,
they would smile, did you but hint,
darker drops would ever come.
soon the ruby tide runs short,
minute makes the sad truth plainer,
life, like old and crusty port,
near its close, requires a strainer.
friendship can alone confer,
can teach the drops to pass,
not as bright as once they were,
least unclouded, thro' the glass.
Corry, could a boon be mine.
which this heart were fonder, vainer,
thus, if life grow like old wine,
have thy friendship for its strainer.
from The Complete
Poems of Sir Thomas Moore
Complete Works of Sir Thomas Moore
FREE E-BOOK from Project Gutenberg
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