Fill the cup till o er the brim
Flows the bright champagne.
Here’s forgetfulness of grief,
Balm for every pain.
Drink! we watch the dying hours
Of the dying year.
She I loved is dead and gone,
Dead and I am here.
Change the flask, and fill the glass
With the red Lafitte.
If there’s Lethe upon earth,
This–O this is it!
Drink! till o’er the purple skies
Morning flushes clear,
You are dead, O love of mine!
Dead–and I am here!
Pass the dusty Cognac here,
Fill a stronger draught.
Richer with the vine’s hot life
Than the last we quaffed.
Drink! till mem’ry’s phantoms pale
Fade and disappear.
Drink! till I forget she’s dead!
Dead–and I am here.
(Lucy Hamilton Hooper)
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