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I taste a Liquor Never Brewed by Emily Dickinson

I Taste a Liquor Never Brewed

by Emily Dickinson – 1830-1886

I taste a liquor never brewed –
From Tankards scooped in Pearl –
Not all the Frankfort Berries
Yield such an Alcohol!

Inebriate of air – am I –
And Debauchee of Dew –
Reeling – thro’ endless summer days –
From inns of molten Blue –

When “Landlords” turn the drunken Bee
Out of the Foxglove’s door –
When Butterflies – renounce their “drams” –
I shall but drink the more!

Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats –
And Saints – to windows run –
To see the little Tippler
Leaning against the – Sun!

Capitalization and punctuation and verses differ widely with Dickinson’s published poems, depending on whether the original was copied faithfully or edited by someone else for print.

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