Living
To My Nose
From A New Library of Poetry and Song, ed. William Cullen Bryant (1877)
Living
Knows he that never took a pinch,
Nosey, the pleasure thence which flows?
Knows he the titillating joys
Which my nose knows?
O nose, I am as proud of thee
As any mountain of its snows;
I gaze on thee, and feel that pride
A Roman knows!
Cite this poem
MLA
Alfred Henry Forrester (Alfred Crowquill). “To My Nose.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/forrester_ah/0/.
Chicago
Alfred Henry Forrester (Alfred Crowquill). “To My Nose.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/forrester_ah/0/.