Ha! sir, I have seen you sniffing and snoozling about among my flowers. And what, pray, do you know about horticulture, you capriped? "Come, Auster, come Apeliota, And see the faun in our garden. But if you move or speak This thing will run at you And scare itself to spasms." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 24. THE STREET by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE NIGHT [NICHT] IS NEAR [NIGH] GONE by ALEXANDER MONTGOMERIE THE DEAR PRESIDENT by JOHN JAMES PIATT PSALM 19. THE FIRST SIX VERSES by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE STRUCTURAL IRON WORKERS by MACKNIGHT BLACK IN BLOOMING ORCHARDS by JOHN BURROUGHS IF BUT A WORD by HENRY CHAPPELL |