James Thomson

(23 November 1834 - 3 June 1882 / Port Glasgow, Scotland)

The Vine - Poem by James Thomson

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.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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