Living
Come, Thou Monarch of the Vine
From Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1889)
Living
Come, thou monarch of the vine,
Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne!
In thy fats our cares be drowned,
With thy grapes our hairs be crowned:
Cup us till the world go round,
Cup us till the world go round!
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MLA
Shakespeare, William. “Come, Thou Monarch of the Vine.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/shakespeare/208/.
Chicago
Shakespeare, William. “Come, Thou Monarch of the Vine.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/shakespeare/208/.
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