Greetings

[ChildeHarold]

Hi All,
Just found this place yesterday, and am deeply impressed, and overwhelmed. I fell in love with poetry a few months ago, by discovering Lord Byron, and decided to give myself a chance at this tough, but infinitely rewarding medium called poetry. I've wrote a few trifles, and hope to learn how to write effective and soul stirring words here. Thanks to all the mods, who passionately give us the chance to change our lives for the better.


Melodramatically Yours,
ChildHarold

[Harry R]

Man, being reasonable, must get drunk;
The best of life is but intoxication:
Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk
The hopes of all men, and of every nation;
Without their sap, how branchless were the trunk
Of life's strange tree, so fruitful on occasion:
But to return,- Get very drunk; and when
You wake with headache, you shall see what then.

Ring for your valet - bid him quickly bring
Some hock and soda -water, then you 'll know
A pleasure worthy Xerxes the great king;
For not the bless'd sherbet, sublimed with snow,
Nor the first sparkle of the desert -spring,
Nor Burgundy in all its sunset glow,
After long travel, ennui, love, or slaughter,
Vie with that draught of hock and soda -water.

[Monk Bretton]

Originally posted by ChildeHarold
Thanks to all the mods, who passionately give us the chance to change our lives for the better.
Steady on.

And welcome.

[ChildeHarold]

Hey HarryR,
That must be Lord Byron, he was an avid soda water drinker. What's it from, Don Juan?

[Harry R]

Yup.