| ---------------------------------------------A Drinking Song Y. B. Yeats --------------- Beer comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die. I lift the glass to my mouth, I look at you, and I sigh. --------------------------- W.K. Henley I am beauty and love; I am friendship, the comforter; I am that which forgives and forgets. The Spirit of the brewer's art. ----------------------- G.K. Chesterton Feast on beer or fast on water, And your honor shall stand sure If an angel out of heaven Brings you something else to drink, Thank him for his kind attentions, Go and pour it down the sink. ------------------------------ D.C. Bianchino A perfect pint of Guinness is (Let me shed some light) A perfect pint of poetry Metaphorically it's right. Guinness is a mood Not prejudiced by class. Waiting with a poem inside Inside of every glass. For each it has this mystery Like the sea that calls one's name, On a night when dark its fingers reach Through foam and soul inflames, And be it weather warm or chill The thirst of one each glass will fill, For none can match the essence still That a perfect pint of Guinness will.... Be a Beer Muse. Send your poems/stories to webmaster@beernexus.com -- |
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