Explore "The Coffee Slips" by Charles Lamb on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Whene'er I fragrant coffee drink / I on the generous Frenchman think, / Whose noble perseverance bore / The tree to Martinico's shore.
While yet her colony was new, / Her island products but a few, / Two shoots from off a coffee-tree / He carried with him o'er the sea.