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Famous Imbibing Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Imbibing poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous imbibing poems. These examples illustrate what a famous imbibing poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Gregory, Rg
...us look deep in our empty glasses
and puff short of breath at the weaker classes
whose salvation must lie in a further imbibing
of the rush of hot air this party's prescribing

let's all depart from the party friends
and seek other ways of making amends
for the mess that we're all in up to our noses
let's kick the conviction the party is moses
with tablets worth taking for any condition
while the world holds its breath for the big collision
let's kick off the hangovers all p...Read more of this...



by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...ntertain
The glance that to their glance opposes,
Like fiery honey sucked from roses.

He palmistry can understand,
Imbibing virtue by his hand
As if it were a living root;
The pulse of hands will make him mute;
With all his force he gathers balms
Into those wise thrilling palms.

Cupid is a casuist,
A mystic, and a cabalist,
Can your lurking Thought surprise,
And interpret your device;
Mainly versed in occult science,
In magic, and in clairvoyance.
Oft he keeps h...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ight have said, but that my zone 
Unmanned me: then the Doctors! O to hear 
The Doctors! O to watch the thirsty plants 
Imbibing! once or twice I thought to roar, 
To break my chain, to shake my mane: but thou, 
Modulate me, Soul of mincing mimicry! 
Make liquid treble of that bassoon, my throat; 
Abase those eyes that ever loved to meet 
Star-sisters answering under crescent brows; 
Abate the stride, which speaks of man, and loose 
A flying charm of blushes o'er this cheek, ...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...und to fusty.
But though I "did" the best of it,
My taste, I fear, is low and nasty,
For in its bars I'd rather sit
Imbibing cups of sparkling Asti.

And so we go, a tourist host,
And pass art treasures little heeding,
While memories that haunt us most
Are those of rich and copious feeding.
In sooth I see no need to roam,
Since all I want this side of Hades,
I'll comfortably find at home -
Just eating, drinking and the Ladies....Read more of this...

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