Drink and dance and laugh and lie,
Love, the reeling midnight through,
For tomorrow we shall die!
(But, alas, we never do.)
Love, the reeling midnight through,
For tomorrow we shall die!
(But, alas, we never do.)
The Flaw In Paganism
About the poet
Dorothy Parker
1893 - 1967/Female/AmericanA poet, short story writer, critic, and satirist, she's best known for her wit, wisecracks and eye for 20th-century urban foibles.
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The Veteran
When I was young and bold and strong,Oh, right was right, and wrong was wrong!
Sanctuary
My land is bare of chattering folk;The clouds are low along the ridges,
But Not Forgotten
I think, no matter where you stray,That I shall go with you a way.
Fair Weather
This level reach of blue is not my sea;Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun,
General Review Of The *** Situation
Woman wants monogamy;Man delights in novelty.
