TO MY BRAIN.
Reading edition
(A LAST APPEAL.)
I.
REFRACTORY again,
My little—not exactly busy—B?
Well, you're a beauty, any one can see,
To call yourself a brain!
II.
I've tried repeated raps,
As Mr Home and other media do;
But there's no getting spirits out of you;—
You 're out of them, perhaps?
III.
It's not an easy thing
To grow poetic on a winter night,
So come along and let us take a flight
For the Pierian Spring.