WHAT a moment, what a doubt! All my nose is inside out, -- All my thrilling, tickling caustic, Pyramid rhinocerostic, Wants to sneeze and cannot do it! How it yearns me, thrills me, stings me, How with rapturous torment wrings me! Now says, "Sneeze, you fool, -- get through it." Shee -- shee -- oh! 't is most del-ishi -- Ishi -- ishi -- most del-ishi! (Hang it, I shall sneeze till spring!) Snuff is a delicious thing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHARACTER by ALFRED TENNYSON UNEXPECTED FORTUNE by ABUL QASIM OF SILVES THE EMPTY BOTTLE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE COMMON A-TOOK IN by WILLIAM BARNES SONNET: 11 by RICHARD BARNFIELD HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 7 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH A PIPE OF TOBACCO (MR. POPE'S STYLE IMITATED) by ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE |