Sonnet About A Nose by Anonymous British Tis very odd that - TopicsExpress



          

Sonnet About A Nose by Anonymous British Tis very odd that poets should suppose There is no poetry about a nose, When plain as is the nose upon your face, A noseless face would lack poetic grace. Noses have sympathy: a lover knows Noses are always touched when lips are kissing: And who would care to kiss where nose was missing? Why, what would be the fragrance of a rose, And where would be our mortal means of telling Whether a vile or wholesome odour flows Around us, if we owned no sense of smelling? I know a nose, a nose no other knows, Neath starry eyes, oer ruby lips it grows; Beauty is in its form and music in its blows. -- What do you think? Comment below.
Posted on: Thu, 07 Aug 2014 01:35:11 +0000

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