On Tea
Edmund Waller
1606 to 1687
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Venus her myrtle, Phoebus has her bays;
Tea both excels, which she vouchsafes to praise.
The best of Queens, best of herbs, we owe
To that bold nation, the way did show
To the fair region where sun doth rise,
Whose rich productions we so justly prize.
The Muse's friend, tea does our fancy aid,
Repress vapors which the head invade,
And keep the palace the soul serene,
Fit on her birthday to salute Queen.