Art thou the thing I wanted? Begone - my Tooth has grown - Supply the minor Palate That has not starved so long - I tell thee while I waited The mystery of Food Increased till I abjured it And dine without Like God - Art thou the thing I wanted? Begone - my Tooth has grown - Affront a minor palate Thou could'st not goad so long - I tell thee while I waited - The mystery of Food Increased till I abjured it Subsisting now like God - | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SOLDIER'S DREAM by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE WASTE LAND (1-5, COMPLETE) by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 82. AL-RAWUF by EDWIN ARNOLD THE BOSPHORUS REVISITED by SEYMOUR GREEN WHEELER BENJAMIN THE HUNCHBACK by JOHN PEALE BISHOP DEMON by ALEXANDER (ALEKSANDR) ALEXANDROVICH BLOK AN INSCRIPTION by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |