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! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CINQUAIN: AMAZE by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY ON THE BIRTH OF HIS SON by SU SHIH |