< The Eighth Sin
MINT JULEP NIGHT.
(Gratefully dedicated to George Bennett, who has mixed the Mint Julep at New College every First of June for thirty years.)
O leaves of mint, O tankard bright,
O green and silver, jocund sight,
O potent spirit, sweet and strong,
This First of June we raise the song—
No turbid British beer to-night!
Come, tilt the flagon, drink aright,
Our gullets tingling with delight—
This is the place where you belong
O leaves of mint!
Drink deep! A fifth or sixth we might
Negotiate ere George takes fright
And bears away the nectar—long
I kiss you, ice-chilled silver. Wrong
To drink? The very dons are tight,
O leaves of mint!
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