Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN OLD CATCH, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Now god be wi' old symon Last Line: "come, troll the bowl to me" Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking;old Age | ||||||||
NOW God be wi' old Symon, For he made cans to many a one, And a good old man was he; And Jenkin was his journeyman, And he could tipple off every can; And thus he said to me: To whom drink you, Sir Knave? Turn the timber like the lave; Ho! jolly Jenkin, I spy a knave in drinking; Come, troll the bowl to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT EIGHTY I CHANGE MY VIEW by DAVID IGNATOW FAWN'S FOSTER-MOTHER by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE DEER LAY DOWN THEIR BONES by ROBINSON JEFFERS OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A WINTER ODE TO THE OLD MEN OF LUMMUS PARK, / MIAMI, FLORIDA by DONALD JUSTICE AFTER A LINE BY JOHN PEALE BISHOP by DONALD JUSTICE TO HER BODY, AGAINST TIME by ROBERT KELLY SONG FROM A COUNTRY FAIR by LEONIE ADAMS TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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