drink – Robin’s Nest

To Celia

by Ben Jonson 1572-1637 Drink to me, only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss within the cup, And I’ll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine: But might I if Jove’s nectar sup, I would not change forContinue reading “To Celia”

Casualty

by Seamus Heaney 1939-2013 He would drink by himself And raise a weathered thumb Towards the high shelf, Calling another rum And blackcurrant, without Having to raise his voice, Or order a quick stout By a lifting of the eyes And a discreet dumb-show Of pulling off the top; At closing time would go InContinue reading “Casualty”