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Posted by silvia on April 02, 19103 at 07:39:24:
In Reply to: Re: Upon a Wasp Chilled with cold posted by Kat on October 11, 1999 at 18:46:26:
: In case you haven't found a copy yet....
: Upon a Wasp Chilled with Cold
: The Bear that breathes the Northern blast
: Did numb, Torpedo-like,a Wasp
: Whose stiffened limbs encramped, lay bathing
: In Sol's warm breath and shine as saving,
: Which with her hands she chafes and stands
: Rubbing her Legs, Shanks, Thighs, and hands.
: Her petty toes, and fingers' ends
: Nipped with this breath, she out extends
: Unto the Sun, in great desire
: To warm her digits at that fire.
: Doth hold her Temples in this state
: Where pulse doth beat, and head doth ache.
: Doth turn, and stretch her body small,
: Doth Comb her velvet Capital.
: As if her little brain pan were
: A Volume of Choice precepts clear.
: As if her satin jacket hot
: Contained Apothecary's Shop
: Of Nature's receipts, that prevails
: To remedy all her sad ails,
: As if her velvet helmet high
: Did turret rationality.
: She fans her wing up to the Wind
: As if her Pettycoat were lined,
: With reason's fleece, and hoists sails
: And humming flies in thankful gales
: Unto her dun Curled palace Hall
: Her warm thanks offering for all.
: Lord, clear my misted sight that I
: May hence view Thy Divinity,
: Some sparks whereof Thou up dost hasp
: Within this little downy Wasp
: In whose small Corporation we
: A school and a schoolmaster see,
: Where we may learn, and easily find
: A nimble Spirit bravely mind
: Her work in every limb: and lace
: It up neat with a vital grace,
: Acting each part though ne'er so small
: Here of this Fustian animal,
: Till I enravished Climb into
: The Godhead on this Ladder do,
: Where all my pipes inspired upraise
: An Heavenly music furred with praise.