Poem #4 (OK, I know…)

…but this one wasn’t actually half bad, if I do say so myself.

Beer: A Rondel

What care we now that cold winds blow?
We’ll keep us warm with wine and beer!
With those at hand, what should we fear?
Not rain, not sleet, not dark, not snow!

The winter night is foul, we know
But that just means our task is clear:
What care we now that cold winds blow?
We’ll keep us warm with wine and beer!

The inn is soft with candles’ glow,
They keep the night at bay with cheer
Their light reveals what we hold dear;
Good hearty drink, down throats to go.
What care we now that cold winds blow?
We’ll keep us warm with wine and beer!

The poetical style is Rondel, a French verse form first seen in the 14th Century. See The Compleat Anachronist #67, “Ars Poetica Societatis”, page 39.

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