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I taste a liquor never brewed

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by Emily Dickinson

I taste a liquor never brewed —
From Tankards scooped in Pearl —
Not all the Vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an Alcohol!

Inebriate of Air—am I —
And Debauchee of Dew —
Reeling—thro endless summer days —
From inns of Molten Blue —

When “Landlords” turn the drunken Bee
Out of the Foxglove’s door —
When Butterflies—renounce their “drams” —
I shall but drink the more!

Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats —
And Saints—to windows run —
To see the little Tippler
Leaning against the—Sun!


About the Author:

Emily Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet.

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