One that I cherished,
Yea, loved as a son - 
Up early, up late with,
My promising one:
No use in good nurture,
None, lads, none!

Here on this settle
He wore the true crown,
King of good fellows,
And Fat Jack was one - 
Now, Beadle of England
In formal array - 
Best fellow alive
On a throne flung away!

Companions and cronies
Keep fast and lament; - 
Come, drawer, more sack here
To drown discontent;
For now intuitions
Shall wither to codes,
Pragmatized morals
Shall libel the gods.

One I instructed,
Yea, talked to -alone:
Precept -example
Clean away thrown!

Sorrow makes thirsty:
Sack, drawer, more sack! - 
One that I prayed for,
I, Honest Jack!

To bring down these grey hairs - 
To cut his old pal!
But, I'll be magnanimous - 
Here's to thee Hal!

Poet: Herman Melville
Poem: Falstaff's Lament Over Prince Hal Become Henry V
Poem of the Day: Dec 12 2000

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