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The Spike: or, Victoria University College Review, June 1922

Sonnet from Richepin

Sonnet from Richepin.

Drink is the only joy: then Drink be mine,
Oblivion, rosy dreams! Come, dense array
Of bottles dark that capped with crimson shine,
Roll in your golden waves my cares away!

Hither Absinthe where lightly fluttering wheels
My soul, winged through the emerald depths, allay
My pain; Hooshish that ringed with sounding peals
Dazzles my heart with shimmering silken ray;

And dusky opium soothe me with the weight
Of heavy kisses, soft and smooth as mist!
Come all, consolers of this life! O late
And early might I lie, drunk as I list
And drink more yet! Tomorrow I'll be good
Perforce, a splitting head, a throat like wood.

R. S.