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Famous Tankards Poems by Famous Poets

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by Burns, Robert
...n pace.


When ance life’s day draws near the gloamin,
Then fareweel vacant, careless roamin;
An’ fareweel cheerfu’ tankards foamin,
 An’ social noise:
An’ fareweel dear, deluding woman,
 The Joy of joys!


O Life! how pleasant, in thy morning,
Young Fancy’s rays the hills adorning!
Cold-pausing Caution’s lesson scorning,
 We frisk away,
Like school-boys, at th’ expected warning,
 To joy an’ play.


We wander there, we wander here,
We eye the rose upon the brier,
Unmi...Read more of this...



by Masefield, John
...nd of fiddles, and a song well sung, 
And some are all for music for to lilt upon the tongue; 
But mouths were made for tankards, and for sucking at the bung, 
Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan. 

Oh some are fond of dancing, and some are fond of dice, 
And some are all for red lips, and pretty lasses' eyes; 
But a right Jamaica puncheon is a finer prize 
To the old bold mate of Henry Morgan. 

Oh some that's good and godly ones they hold that it's a sin 
To trol...Read more of this...

by Po, Li
...The master of the feast must not cry that his money is all spent; Let him send to the tavern and fetch
wine to keep our tankards filled. His five-flower horse and thousand-guilder coat - Let him call the boy to take them along and
pawn them for good wine, That drinking together we may drive away the sorrows of a thousand years....Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...eld her moat of pearl—
Would the Eden be an Eden,
Or the Earl—an Earl?

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A taste a liquor never brewed—
From Tankards scooped in Pearl—
Not all the Vats on the Rhine
Yield such an Alcohol!

Inebriate of Air—am I—
And Debauchee of Dew—
Reeling—thro endless summer days—
From inns of Molten Blue—

When "Landlords" turn the drunken Bee
Out the Foxglove's door—
When Butterflies—renounce their "drams"—
I shall but drink the more!

Till Seraphs swing their s...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...r> . .
The gods be praised! that barman chap
Manipulates his frothing tap -
My plea is heeded.

Two foaming tankards over-spill,
And soon, ah! not too soon, they will
Our thirst be slaking.
Stout lad! he does not dream that he
A page of history maybe
Is blandly making.

For Sir, it was ordained that you
Buy me a drink (or maybe two)
Since ages hoary;
And doubtless it is predestined
our meeting shall affect in kind
Earth's Cosmic Story.

The fathomless,...Read more of this...



by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...rpetual dwells in fountains,--
Not in flasks, and casks, and cellars.

Claudius, though he sang of flagons
And huge tankards filled with Rhenish,
From that fiery blood of dragons
Never would his own replenish.

Even Redi, though he chaunted
Bacchus in the Tuscan valleys,
Never drank the wine he vaunted
In his dithyrambic sallies.

Then with water fill the pitcher
Wreathed about with classic fables;
Ne'er Falernian threw a richer
Light upon Lucullus' tables.

C...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...I taste a liquor never brewed --
From Tankards scooped in Pearl --
Not all the Vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an Alcohol!

Inebriate of Air -- am I --
And Debauchee of Dew --
Reeling -- thro endless summer days --
From inns of Molten Blue --

When "Landlords" turn the drunken Bee
Out of the Foxglove's door --
When Butterflies -- renounce their "drams" --
I shall but drink the more!

Till Seraphs...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...rd white and long. 

And at night the swart mechanic comes to drown his cark and care, 
Quaffing ale from pewter tankards, in the master's antique chair. 

Vanished is the ancient splendor, and before my dreamy eye 45 
Wave these mingled shapes and figures, like a faded tapestry. 

Not thy Councils, not thy Kaisers, win for thee the world's regard; 
But thy painter, Albrecht D¨¹rer, and Hans Sachs, thy cobbler bard. 

Thus, O Nuremberg, a wanderer f...Read more of this...

by Lewis, C S
...hill-born, earthy spring, the dark cold bilberries. 
The ripe peach from the southern wall still hot 
Full-bellied tankards foamy-topped, the delicate 
Half-lyric lamb, a new loaf's billowy curves, 
Nor porridge, nor the tingling taste of oranges.
—An angel has no nerves.

Far richer they! I know the senses' witchery 
Guards us like air, from heavens too big to see; 
Imminent death to man that barb'd sublimity 
And dazzling edge of beauty unsheathed would be....Read more of this...

by Davies, William Henry
...e boats 
They go a six days' voyage and are back 
Home with their wives for every Sabbath day. 
Much did he talk of tankards of old beer, 
And bottled stuff he drank in other lands, 
Which was a liquid fire like Hell to gulp, 
But Paradise to sip. 

And so he talked; 
Nor did those people listen with more awe 
To Lazurus -- whom they had seen stone dead -- 
Than did we urchins to that seaman's voice. 
He many a tale of wonder told: of where, 
At Argostoli, Cephalo...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...rom inside
Come shouts and streams of laughter, and a snatch
Of song, soon drowned and lost again in mirth,
The clip of tankards on a table top,
And stir of booted heels. Against the patch
Of candle-light a shadow falls, its girth
Proclaims the host himself, and master of his shop.

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This is the tavern of one Hilverdink,
Jan Hilverdink, whose wines are much esteemed.
Within his cellar men can have to drink
The rarest cordials old monks ever schemed
To coax from p...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...er comes?
Who is the Landlord?
Where the maids?
Behold, what curious rooms!
No ruddy fires on the hearth --
No brimming Tankards flow --
Necromancer! Landlord!
Who are these below?...Read more of this...

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