WHAT a moment, what a doubt! All my nose is inside out, -- All my thrilling, tickling caustic, Pyramid rhinocerostic, Wants to sneeze and cannot do it! How it yearns me, thrills me, stings me, How with rapturous torment wrings me! Now says, "Sneeze, you fool, -- get through it." Shee -- shee -- oh! 't is most del-ishi -- Ishi -- ishi -- most del-ishi! (Hang it, I shall sneeze till spring!) Snuff is a delicious thing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): THE MOVING ROCKS by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS PSALM 31. IN TE DOMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 5 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. THE END OF LOVE by EDWARD CARPENTER TO AN OLD FRIEND by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS THE OLD MAN'S SIGH. A SONNET by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE EPITAPH ON MISS GEE, WHO DIED OCTOBER 25, 1736 by NATHANIEL COTTON |