On a great date of 450th Shakespeare s birthday (Максимилиан Гюбрис) / Стихи.ру

            Drink your health, Genius, poet of health,
            Divine poet of wine, wondering?
            Romantic spirit, good friend, once said:
            Who(m) you’d seen healthier be than dead?

            Fill your cup, poet of Life, fill with Dream!
            Mighty poet of Time, from your end
            The day before yesterday rise, you see? –
            Hymning: the Soul of no-Dying – how free!

            Cheer up, hymnopedien! Lyre’s adept^!
            Hypnotist of Today, victory!
            No tempest can scare, no plague kills away
            The Joy of your super-poetic May.

            / 01.04.2014 – 15.04.2014; – Moscow /

NOTE: – The idea of allegory in these images came to my head from one of Leigh Hunt’s essay, which was written in 1820 and published in “Indicator” on 3d of May under the title “Shakespeare’s Birthday”.
“…We had mechanically written health…” and “…to drink his health, (Shakespeare’s) instead of his memory…”, - these lines of Hunt, me-think, fully explain the first quatrain of my poem. The second quatrain interprets the expression of Hunt (“the day before yesterday”) accordingly to the original thought of Shakespeare himself: The Sonnet 146 (to the Soul), in lines 13th and 14th, keeps a certain message, and that what’s especially fed my poetic thought in my verse. (Me-think, Hunt himself, time he’ve been writing his essay, couldn’t escape of thinking this Shakespearian Sonnet either.)
         About that word “hymnopedien” I’ve used in third quatrain, I only can say that this image appeared in thought of 2680 years memory since that first poetic festivity in old Athens, which was organized in the name of Phileus the orphic poet, whose magic lyric and melos had banished the plague away from the city.