Responding to Challenge after Keats party

I wake up with the sun streaming through wide open windows
Alas then I spied
A thousand sublime words
For some, pure delight
Us fallen soldiers
Our reputations thrown asunder
It is no delight ??
Fallen not out
New strategy will out
I suspect next meeting
The only ones left proudly standing
Are the bottles
On table top still looking
Watch out! We’re coming!