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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BRAWN OF ENGLAND'S LAY, by JOHN HUNTER-DUVAR Poet's Biography First Line: The villeins clustered round the bowl Last Line: "and thrall." Alternate Author Name(s): Duvar, John Hunter Subject(s): Christmas; Drinks & Drinking; Nativity, The; Wine | |||
THE villeins clustered round the bowl At merrie Yule to make good cheer, And drank with froth on beard and jowl: "Was-hael to the Thane! May never Breton taste our beer, Nor Dane." Till the red cock on the chimney crew, And each man cried with a mighty yawn As the tapster one more flagon drew: "To the Saxon land was-hael! May we never want for mast-fed brawn Nor ale!" The thane took up the stirrup-cup And blew off the reaming head, And at one draught he swigged it up And smacked his lips and said: "Was-hael to coulter and sword! Was-hael to hearth and hall! To Saxon land and Saxon lord And thrall." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CUP OF TREMBLINGS by JOHN HOLLANDER VINTAGE ABSENCE by JOHN HOLLANDER SENT WITH A BOTTLE OF BURGUNDY FOR A BIRTHDAY by JOHN HOLLANDER TO A CIVIL SERVANT by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG WINE by FRIEDRICH MARTIN VON BODENSTEDT THE GOOD FELLOW by ALEXANDER BROME WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN by DAVID LEHMAN THE EMIGRATION OF THE FAIRIES, SELECTION by JOHN HUNTER-DUVAR |
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