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Grandma Moses - I taste a liquor never brewed
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024300
Type of Spiritual Experience
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A description of the experience
Emily Dickinson – the Poems of Emily Dickinson
I taste a liquor never brewed
From tankards scooped in pearl
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
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