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Cliff Klingenhagen

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Cliff Klingenhagen had me in to dine
With him one day; and after soup and meat,
And all the other things there were to eat,
Cliff took two glasses and filled one with wine
And one with wormwood. Then, without a sign
For me to choose at all, he took the draught
Of bitterness himself, and lightly quaffed
It off, and said the other one was mine.

And when I asked him what the deuce he meant

By doing that, he only looked at me
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Walker 01 May 2015

A very good Petrarchan sonnet. Cliff Klingenhagen is a polite, hospitable man. Cliff gives his guest the better wine to drink, and has only wormwood himself, which surprises his visitor. By putting others first, Cliff is happy. It implies that selfish people are unhappy.

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