Whiskey is a drink best suited to relaxation. Beer is perfect for
watching football. Wine is great with dinner. But whiskey is happiest
when wed to book of poetry.
This poem is Best viewed with a glass of IRISH WHISKEY
Dear fellow-artist, why so free
With every sort of company,
With every Jack and Jill?
Choose your companions from the best;
Who draws a bucket with the rest
Soon topples down the hill.
You may, that mirror for a school,
Be passionate, not bountiful
As common beauties may,
Who were not born to keep in trim
With old Ezekiel's cherubim
But those of Beaujolet.
I know what wages beauty gives,
How hard a life her servant lives,
Yet praise the winters gone;
There is not a fool can call me friend,
And I may dine at journey's end
With Landor and with Donne.
by William Butler Yeats (1919)
Thursday, July 23, 2009
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