Again the New Year Festival
I HAVE drunk your health In the red-lacquer wine cups, But the wind-bells on the bronze lanterns In my garden Are corroded and fallen.
Amy Lowell
I HAVE drunk your health In the red-lacquer wine cups, But the wind-bells on the bronze lanterns In my garden Are corroded and fallen.
At first, the speaker seems to take part in a traditional New Year celebration, raising red-lacquer wine cups to wish someone well. But the second half of the poem turns sharply away from that bright, formal gesture.
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