HE raised the hemlock to his lips,"Socrates" by Florence Earle Coates. Published in The Reader (September 1903), Mine and Thine (1904) and Poems (1916) Volume II.
He drained the fatal draught,
Calmly conversing with his friends,
As he a wine had quaffed;
And, ah! what wine so rich to bless?
The torch of day grown dim,
Death's cup has less of bitterness
For all, because of him!
Monday, August 28, 2017
SOCRATES, a poem
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