Who knows this or that Hark in the wall to the rat Since the world was, he has gnawed; Of his wisdom of his fraud What dost thou know In the wretched little beast Is life & heart Child & parent Not without relation To fruitful field & sun & moon What art thou? his wicked eye Is cruelty to thy cruelty. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEBUCHADNEZZAR: OR EATING GRASS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ODE TO THE CUCKOO by MICHAEL BRUCE THE DYING SOLDIER by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM by ROBERT SOUTHEY THE BALLAD OF A DAFT GIRL by DOROTHY ALDIS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 36. ASH-SHAKIR by EDWIN ARNOLD |