I have been searching for a short poem by E.A.Poe on drinking Ale. He is very descriptive about drinking a glass of ale, describing its color and foamy head, I beleive the last line is " I care not how time passes, I am drinking Ale today." If you know its title or can't point me to it on-line it would be much appreciated. I ran across this poem four years ago, I had memorized it then, although I can't remember all but the last line or the source of where I came across it. Thanks for your help.

-- Anonymous, February 19, 2000

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Filled with mingled cream and amber I will drain that glass again Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chamber of my brain Quaintest thoughts, queerest fancies Come to life and fade away What care I how time advances I am drinking ale today

-- Anonymous, October 25, 2001