Author Robert Herrick Bacchus, let me drink no more;Wild are Seas, that want a shore.When our drinking has no stint,There is no one pleasure in't.I have drank up for to pleaseThee, that great cup Hercules:Urge no more; and there shall beDaffadills g'en up to Thee. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments