Art thou the thing I wanted? Begone - my Tooth has grown - Supply the minor Palate That has not starved so long - I tell thee while I waited The mystery of Food Increased till I abjured it And dine without Like God - Art thou the thing I wanted? Begone - my Tooth has grown - Affront a minor palate Thou could'st not goad so long - I tell thee while I waited - The mystery of Food Increased till I abjured it Subsisting now like God - | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHY I AM A LIBERAL by ROBERT BROWNING ARNOLD [VON] WINKELRIED by JAMES MONTGOMERY THE HERITAGE FOREGONE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE TWO COMETS by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD SUNKEN GARDENS by ADA VAN LOON BRANDOW THE STONECUTTER by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV |