Poems by Isaac Rosenberg

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MOSES
Moses
You may think it your duty to get drunk ;
But get yourself bronze claws before
You would be impudent.
Abinoah
When a mans drunk he'll kiss a horse or king,
He's so affectionate. Under your words
There is strong wine to make me drunk ;
you
think,
The lines of all your face say, " Her father,
Koelue's father.
Moses
This is too droll and extraordinary.
I dreamt I was a prince —a queer droll dream
Where a certain slave of mine, a thing, a toad,
Shifting his belly, showed a diamond
Where he had lain ; and a blind dumb messenger
Bore syllabled messages soaked right through
with glee
I paid the toad, the blind man ; afterwards
They spread a stench and snarling. O, droll
dream !
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