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Famous Quaff Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Herrick, Robert
...nk, and dance, and pipe, and play ;
Kiss our dollies night and day :
Crowned with clusters of the vine,
Let us sit, and quaff our wine.
Call on Bacchus, chant his praise ;
Shake the thyrse, and bite the bays :
Rouse Anacreon from the dead,
And return him drunk to bed :
Sing o'er Horace, for ere long
Death will come and mar the song :
Then shall Wilson and Gotiere
Never sing or play more here....Read more of this...



by Herrick, Robert
...use we Horace to be read,
Which sung or said,
A goblet, to the brim,
Of lyric wine, both swell'd and crown'd,
Around
We quaff to him.

Thus, thus we live, and spend the hours
In wine and flowers;
And make the frolic year,
The month, the week, the instant day
To stay
The longer here.

--Come then, brave Knight, and see the cell
Wherein I dwell;
And my enchantments too;
Which love and noble freedom is:--
And this
Shall fetter you.

Take horse, and come; or be so kin...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...bosoms bare!
Dear unseen light in darkness! eclipser
Of light in light! delicious poisoner!
Thy venom'd goblet will we quaff until
We fill--we fill!
And by thy Mother's lips----"


 Was heard no more
For clamour, when the golden palace door
Opened again, and from without, in shone
A new magnificence. On oozy throne
Smooth-moving came Oceanus the old,
To take a latest glimpse at his sheep-fold,
Before he went into his quiet cave
To muse for ever--Then a lucid wave,
Scoop'...Read more of this...

by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...a beating and scolding.
But see what they're tasting: the choicest of beer!
Though three times and four times they quaff the good cheer

The pitchers remain still unemptied.

The marvel it lasts till the dawning of day;
All people who hear of it doubtless will say:

"What happen'd at length to the pitchers?"
In secret the children they smile, as they wait;
At last, though, they stammer, and stutter, and prate,

And straightway the pitchers were empty.

And if, ch...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...
With a still, mysterious stealth: 
She will mix these pleasures up 
Like three fit wines in a cup, 
And thou shalt quaff it:¡ªthou shalt hear 
Distant harvest-carols clear; 40 
Rustle of the reap¨¨d corn; 
Sweet birds antheming the morn: 
And, in the same moment¡ªhark! 
'Tis the early April lark, 
Or the rooks, with busy caw, 45 
Foraging for sticks and straw. 
Thou shalt, at one glance, behold 
The daisy and the marigold; 
White-plumed lilies, and the firs...Read more of this...



by Service, Robert William
...My toping days are done.
Though at teetotal cranks I laugh,
 Yet being sound and hale,
I find the best of drinks to quaff
 Is good old Adam's ale.

I do not like your moralist,
 Who with a righteous grin
Informs you o'er a pounding fist:
 "Unchastity is sin."
I don't believe it, but I grant,
 By every human test,
From parson, pimp and maiden aunt,
 Morality is best.

Yet what a bore our lives would be
 If we lived as we should;
It's such a blessing to be free,...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...d:
In me behold the only skull
From which, unlike a living head,
Whatever flows is never dull.

I lived, I loved, I quaffed like thee;
I died: let earth my bones resign:
Fill up—thou canst not injure me;
The worm hath fouler lips than thine.

Better to hold the sparkling grape
Than nurse the earthworm's slimy brood,
And circle in the goblet's shape
The drink of gods than reptile's food.

Where once my wit, perchance, hath shone,
In aid of others' let me shine;
And...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...of mirth, I smile and grin, 
It says "You must not laugh" 
When once I wished to drink some gin 
It said "You must not quaff". 

When once a meal I wished to taste 
It said "You must not bite" 
When to the wars I went in haste 
It said "You must not fight". 

"What may I do?" at length I cried, 
Tired of the painful task. 
The fairy quietly replied, 
And said "You must not ask". 

Moral: "You mustn't."...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Mary Darby
...om
Thro' the forest flings perfume; 
In vain I climb th'embroider'd hill 
To breathe the clear autumnal air; 
In vain I quaff the lucid rill 
Since jocund HEALTH delights not there
To greet my heart:­no more I view, 
With sparkling eye, the silv'ry dew 
Sprinkling May's tears upon the folded rose, 
As low it droops its young and blushing head, 
Press'd by grey twilight to its mossy bed: 
No more I lave amidst the tide, 
Or bound along the tufted grove, 
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by Robinson, Mary Darby
...the earth,
To canopy their tiny heads, 
And decorate their verdant beds; 
While to the grass-hopper's shrill tune,
They quaff libations to the moon, 
From acorn goblets, amply fill'd
With dew, from op'ning flow'rs distill'd. 
Or when the lurid tempest pours, 
From its dark urn, impetuous show'rs, 
Or from its brow's terrific frown,
Hurls the pale murd'rous lightnings down;
To thy enchanting breast I'll spring, 
And shield me with thy golden wing. 

Or when amidst ethe...Read more of this...

by Freneau, Philip
...Thou born to sip the lake or spring,
Or quaff the waters of the stream,
Why hither come on vagrant wing?--
Does Bacchus tempting seem--
Did he, for you, the glass prepare?--
Will I admit you to a share?

Did storms harrass or foes perplex,
Did wasps or king-birds bring dismay--
Did wars distress, or labours vex,
Or did you miss your way?--
A better seat you could not take
Than on the margin of thi...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...cinct 
By any halo save what finely gleamed 
To outline not disguise her: heavenwas linked 
In one accord with earth to quaff the joy, 
Drain beauty to the dregs without alloy. 

Whereof she grew aware. What help? When, lo, 
A succorable cloud with sleep lay dense: 
Some pinetree-top had caught it sailing slow, 
And tethered for a prize: in evidence 
Captive lay fleece on fleece of piled-up snow 
Drowsily patient: flake-heaped how or whence, 
The structure of that suc...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...th of Heaven. 
On flowers reposed, and with fresh flowerets crowned, 
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet 
Quaff immortality and joy, secure 
Of surfeit, where full measure only bounds 
Excess, before the all-bounteous King, who showered 
With copious hand, rejoicing in their joy. 
Now when ambrosial night with clouds exhaled 
From that high mount of God, whence light and shade 
Spring both, the face of brightest Heaven had changed 
To grateful twilight, (for...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...one
(For I have also heard, perhaps have read),
Their wines of Setia, Cales, and Falerne,
Chios and Crete, and how they quaff in gold,
Crystal, and myrrhine cups, imbossed with gems
And studs of pearl—to me should'st tell, who thirst 
And hunger still. Then embassies thou shew'st
From nations far and nigh! What honour that,
But tedious waste of time, to sit and hear
So many hollow compliments and lies,
Outlandish flatteries? Then proceed'st to talk
Of the Emperor, how eas...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Mary Darby
...s, 
"Come to my glowing heart, and share 
"My narrow cell, my humble fare, 
"Tune thy sweet carol­plume thy wing, 
"And quaff with me the limpid spring, 
"And peck the crumbs my meals supply, 
"And round my rushy pillow fly." 

O, MINSTREL SWEET, whose jocund lay 
Can make e'en POVERTY look gay, 
Who can the poorest swain inspire 
And while he fans his scanty fire, 
When o'er the plain rough Winter pours 
Nocturnal blasts, and whelming show'rs, 
Canst thro' his little man...Read more of this...

by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...kindled first our flame,

He bids it burn more clear.

Then gladly glow to-night,

And let our hearts combine!
Up! quaff with fresh delight

This glass of sparkling wine!
Up! hail the joyous hour,

And let your kiss be true;
With each new bond of power

The old becomes the new!

Who in our circle lives,

And is not happy there?
True liberty it gives,

And brother's love so fair.
Thus heart and heart through life

With mutual love are fill'd;
And by no causeless strif...Read more of this...

by Poe, Edgar Allan
...y God hath lent thee¡ªby these angels he hath sent thee 
Respite¡ªrespite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!" 
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore." 
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil! 85 
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, 
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted¡ª 
On this home by Horror haunted¡ªtell me truly, ...Read more of this...

by Schiller, Friedrich von
.....

The gods their days forever spend
In banquets bright that have no end,
In one voluptuous morning-dream,
And quaff the nectar's golden stream.

Enthroned in awful majesty
Kronion wields the bolt on high:
In abject fear Olympus rocks
When wrathfully he shakes his locks.

To other gods he leaves his throne,
And fills, disguised as earth's frail son,
The grove with mournful numbers;
The thunders rest beneath his feet,
And lulled by Leda's kisses sweet,
The Gia...Read more of this...

by Southey, Robert
...Fair is the occasion," thus the one replied,
"And now let all our tuneful skill be tried.
"Whilst the gay courtiers quaff the smiling bowl,
"And wine's strong fumes inspire the madden'd soul,
"Where all around is merriment, be mine
"To strike the lute, and praise the power of Wine.

"And whilst" his friend replied in state alone
"Lord of the earth Darius fills the throne,
"Be yours the mighty power of Wine to sing,
"My lute shall sound the praise of Persia's King....Read more of this...

by Nash, Ogden
...l with my cold, 
I consult a physician 
And I do as I am told. 
I muffle up my torso 
In woolly woolly garb, 
And I quaff great flagons 
Of sodium bicarb. 
I munch on aspirin, 
I lunch on water, 
And I wouldn’t dream of osculating
Anybody’s daughter, 
And to anybody’s son 
I wouldn’t say howdy, 
For I am a sufferer 
Magna cum laude. 
I don’t like germs, 
But I’ll keep the germs I’ve got. 
Will I take a chance of spreading them?
Definitely not. 
I sneeze ou...Read more of this...

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