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Non omnis moriar

I taste a liquor never brewed,

by Emily Dickinson · Explore poems

  1. I taste a liquor never brewed,
  2. From tankards scooped in pearl;
  3. Not all the vats upon the Rhine
  4. Yield such an alcohol!
  5.  
  6. Inebriate of air am I,
  7. And debauchee of dew,
  8. Reeling, through endless summer days,
  9. From inns of molten blue.
  10.  
  11. When landlords turn the drunken bee
  12. Out of the foxglove's door,
  13. When butterflies renounce their drams,
  14. I shall but drink the more!
  15.  
  16. Till seraphs swing their snowy hats,
  17. And saints to windows run,
  18. To see the little tippler
  19. Leaning against the sun!

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