James Thomson

(11 September 1700 – 27 August 1748 / Ednam in Roxburghshire, Scotland)

The Vine


THE wine of Love is music,
   And the feast of Love is song:
And when Love sits down to the banquet,
   Love sits long:

Sits long and arises drunken,
   But not with the feast and the wine;
He reeleth with his own heart,
   That great, rich Vine.

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2003

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