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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MINERVA, by ANONYMOUS
First Line: "my temples throb, my pulses boil"
Last Line: "then, pallas, take away thine owl, / and let us have a lark instead"
Subject(s): Headaches;minerva
First Line: "my temples throb, my pulses boil"
Last Line: "then, pallas, take away thine owl, / and let us have a lark instead"
Subject(s): Headaches;minerva
MY temples throb, my pulses boil,
I'm sick of Song, and Ode, and Ballad--
So, Thyrsis, take the Midnight Oil,
And pour it on a lobster salad.
My brain is dull, my sight is foul,
I cannot write a verse, or read,--
Then, Pallas, take away thine Owl,
And let us have a lark instead.
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