Mine to watch the sun at work Or if he hide in clouds & shirk I test the force of wood & bark, And keep the pitcoal to the mark On my white enamelled scale The warning numbers never fail From sixty up to seventy one The grades of household comfort run If they climb a hairsbreadth higher Fling wide the door, put out the fire, Each year will have its holidays Which I report nor blame nor praise Twice I dive twenty below zero Twice climb to heat would blacken Nero But health & heart will prosper more At the mean point of 54 |