Author Edward Fitzgerald XXXV Then to the Lip of this poor earthen Urn I leaned, the Secret of my Life to learn: And Lip to Lip it murmured-- "While you live, Drink!--for, once dead, you never shall return." 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