Quotes on Taverns

How much more of the mosque, of prayer and fasting?_x000D_ _x000D_ Better go drunk and begging round the taverns._x000D_ _x000D_ Khayyam, drink wine, for soon this clay of yours_x000D_ _x000D_ Will make a cup, bowl, one day a jar._x000D_ _x000D_ When once you hear the roses are in bloom,_x000D_ _x000D_ Then is the time, my love, to pour the wine;_x000D_ _x000D_ Houris and palaces and Heaven and Hell-_x000D_ _x000D_ These are but fairy-tales, forget them all.

What I'm fighting for now in my work... for an expression relevant to all manner of blacks, poems I could take into a tavern, into the street, into the halls of a housing project.

I have not wasted my life trifling with literary fools in taverns, as Johnson did, when he should have been shaking England with the thunder of his spirit

I am a drunkard from another kind of tavern. I dance to a silent tune. I am the symphony of stars.

Souls of poets dead and gone, _x000D_ _x000D_ What Elysium have ye known, _x000D_ _x000D_ Happy field or mossy cavern, _x000D_ _x000D_ Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern? _x000D_ _x000D_ Have ye tippled drink more fine _x000D_ _x000D_ Than mine host's Canary wine?