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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381180" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Upon A Wasp Chilled With Cold</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381180" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The bear that breathes the northern blast<br>Did numb, torpedo-like, a wasp<br>Whose stiffened limbs encramped, lay bathing<br>In Sol's warm breath and shine as saving,<br>Which with her hands she chafes and stands<br>Rubbing her legs, shanks, thighs, and hands.<br>Her pretty toes, and fingers' ends<br>Nipped with this breath, she out extends<br>Unto the sun, in great desire<br>To warm her digits at that fire.<br>Doth hold her temples in this state<br>Where pulse doth beat, and head doth ache.<br>Doth turn, and stretch her body small,<br>Doth comb her velvet capital.<br>As if her little brain pan were<br>A volume of choice precepts clear.<br>As if her satin jacket hot<br>Contained apothecary's shop<br>Of nature's receipts, that prevails<br>To remedy all her sad ails,<br>As if her velvet helmet high<br>Did turret rationality.<br>She fans her wing up to the wind<br>As if her pettycoat were lined,<br>With reason's fleece, and hoists sails<br>And humming flies in thankful gales<br>Unto her dun curled palace hall<br>Her warm thanks offering for all.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381180" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Lord, clear my misted sight that I<br>May hence view Thy divinity,<br>Some sparks whereof thou up dost hasp<br>Within this little downy wasp<br>In whose small corporation we<br>A school and a schoolmaster see,<br>Where we may learn, and easily find<br>A nimble spirit bravely mind<br>Her work in every limb: and lace<br>It up neat with a vital grace,<br>Acting each part though ne'er so small<br>Here of this fustian animal.<br>Till I enravished climb into<br>The Godhead on this ladder do,<br>Where all my pipes inspired upraise<br>An heavenly music furred with praise.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edward+Taylor">Edward Taylor</a></strong></div>

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