How capricious were Nature and Art to poor Nell! She was painting her cheeks at the time her nose fell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WRITTEN FOR MY SON, AND SPOKEN BY HIM AT HIS FIRST PUTTING ON BREECHES by MARY BARBER TO SIMPLICITY by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS FAR EAST by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 33 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT AT A FUNERAL by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 12 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |