[Poems by Lowell in] American Literature A Journal of Literary History, Criticism, and Bibliography : volume XXXV number 3 November 1963 |
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Dr. Longfellow's New Prescription Commended to Himself
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V
Dr. Longfellow's New Prescription Commended to Himself
Make you a gargle of claret,
Medoc'll do, and don't spare it;
If some should slip through
You needn't look blue
You'll soon be able to bear it.
Medoc'll do, and don't spare it;
If some should slip through
You needn't look blue
You'll soon be able to bear it.
Doctor Anacreon tried it,
And only milksops deride it;
Just put it to vote
Of palate and throat,
They'll swear the Knaves belied it.
And only milksops deride it;
Just put it to vote
Of palate and throat,
They'll swear the Knaves belied it.
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'Twould make the heart of King Og swell
Pray try it on Doctor Cogswell,
As the gust on't slips
To his heart from's lips,
'Twill oil his pinions and cogs well.
Pray try it on Doctor Cogswell,
As the gust on't slips
To his heart from's lips,
'Twill oil his pinions and cogs well.
As for your salt and your vinegar,
Such puckery, rasp-you-skinny gargles
are not fit
For people of wit,
Hardly, I vow, for a free-nigger!
Such puckery, rasp-you-skinny gargles
are not fit
For people of wit,
Hardly, I vow, for a free-nigger!
No one should laugh but the winner
and I don't, as I'm a sinner,
For my throat's so bad
I'm not to be had,
Though Horace ask me to dinner.
and I don't, as I'm a sinner,
For my throat's so bad
I'm not to be had,
Though Horace ask me to dinner.
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