I taste a liquor never brewed by Emily Dickinson

I taste a liquor never brewed,
From tankards scooped in pearl;
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!

Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.

When landlords turn the drunken bee
Out of the foxglove's door,
When butterflies renounce their drams,
I shall but drink the more!

Till seraphs swing their snowy hats,
And saints to windows run,
To see the little tippler
Leaning against the sun!

Emily Dickinson shows her fascination by the natural phenomenon, and she thinks the nature as a source of pleasure. In the first line, Dickinson describes the liquor as Pearl which shows how precious the liquor is.

On the second stanza, “inebriate of air am I” which shows her delightfulness in communion with the beauty of nature.

In the third stanza, Dickinson said she will drink nature forever butterflies give up nectar from flowers.