LITTLE tube of mighty power, Charmer of an idle hour, Object of my warm desire, Lip of wax and eye of fire: And thy snowy taper waist, With my finger gently braced; And thy swelling ashy crest. With my little stopper pressed; And the sweetest bliss of blisses, Breathing from thy balmy kisses. Happy thrice and thrice agen-- Happiest he of happy men! Who, when agen the night returns, When agen the taper burns; When agen the cricket's gay (Little cricket) full of play, Can afford his tube to feed, With the fragrant Indian weed; I'leasure for a nose divine, Incense of the god of wine: Happy thrice and thrice agen-- Happiest he of happy men! |