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Famous Last Drop Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Butler, Ellis Parker
 And still swallow seas of wine.
And they vow they will not falter
 In their great reforming task
Till the last drop has been emptied
 From the very last wine cask....Read More

by Tebb, Barry
...for Brenda

Both had come with no gardener but the soul;

I had myself expressed them in weariness,

Like the last drop of milk from your tired breast.

The red rose was no rose for me.

My black rose shone in a silver dawn

In the throat of the wind.

On the tongue of the wind

I taste your spirit;

I will bear you on my toes

To the roof of the world....Read More

by Tagore, Rabindranath
I let go my pride of learning and
judgment of right and of wrong.
I'll shatter memory's vessel, scattering
the last drop of tears.
With the foam of the berry-red
wine I will bathe and brighten my 
The badge of the civil and staid
I'll tear into shreds for the nonce.
I'll take the holy vow to be worthless,
to be drunken and go to the dogs....Read More

by Graves, Robert
...ars will strut the stage
Once more with pomp and greed and rage; 
Courtly ministers will stop 
At home and fight to the last drop; 
By the million men will die 
In some new horrible agony;
And children here will thrust and poke, 
Shoot and die, and laugh at the joke, 
With bows and arrows and wooden spears, 
Playing at Royal Welch Fusiliers....Read More

by Byron, George (Lord),
Yet it still shall bear me on;
Though a desert should surround me,
It hath springs that may be won.

Were't the last drop in the well,
As I gasp'd upon the brink,
Ere my fainting spirit fell,
'Tis to thee that I would drink.

With that water, as this wine,
The libation I would pour
Should be—peace with thine and mine,
And a health to thee, Tom Moore!...Read More

by Ginsberg, Allen
...sic descends, as does the tall bending 
stalk of the heavy blssom, because it has to, to stay
alive, to continue to the last drop of joy.
 The world knows the love that's in its breast as
in the flower, the suffering lonely world.
 The Father is merciful.

 The light socket is crudely attached to the ceil-
ing, after the house was built, to receive a plug which
sticks in it alright, and serves my phonograph now...

 The closet door is open for me, wher...Read More

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