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Poem: “The Stirrup Cup” by Paul Laurence Dunbar

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American Literature – Children Books – American Poetry – Paul Laurence DunbarPoems by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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The Stirrup Cup


Come, drink a stirrup cup with me,
Before we close our rouse.
You ‘re all aglow with wine, I know:
The master of the house,
Unmindful of our revelry,
Has drowned the carking devil care,
And slumbers in his chair.

Come, drink a cup before we start;
We ‘ve far to ride to-night.
And Death may take the race we make,
And check our gallant flight:
But even he must play his part,
And tho’ the look he wears be grim,
We ‘ll drink a toast to him!

For Death,—a swift old chap is he,
And swift the steed He rides.
He needs no chart o’er main or mart,
For no direction bides.
So, come, a final, cup with me,
And let the soldiers’ chorus swell,—
To hell with care, to hell!


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American Literature – Children Books – American Poetry – Paul Laurence DunbarPoems by Paul Laurence Dunbar


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