Take these mortal incarnations these comical-looking forms with faces like the silver moon and hearts as black as pitch cooking pigs and butchering sheep bragging about the flavor dying and going to Frozen-tongue Hell before they stop telling lies | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POOR MAILIE'S ELEGY by ROBERT BURNS THE FIRST SNOWFALL by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL TO STATECRAFT EMBALMED by MARIANNE MOORE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 97. A SUPERSCRIPTION by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 25 by PHILIP SIDNEY THE MENU by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SPRING'S UNFOLDING by IRENE ARCHER TO DR. AIKIN ON HIS COMPLAINING THAT SHE NEGLECTED HIM by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |