Come, have a drink with me –
Care can swallow love,
And tasks devour time
Enough of cups of tea!
Your eyes, ever more sublime,
Dancing bright above
A brown and friendly beer
Will soon meet mine, my dear
Intoxicatingly.
Though seasons turn it shan’t be hard
To see those last years out
Must find things different, catch them starred...
The magic of many Brentford autumns
Works on me when I see great leaves
Seem more to glow with life than fade...
