ABRUPTO

29.9.06


EARLY MORNING BLOGS / BIBLIOFILIA

877 - The bookworm

There is a sort of busy worm
That will the fairest books deform,
By gnawing holes throughout them;
Alike, through every leaf they go,
Yet of its merits naught they know,
Nor care they aught about them.

Their tasteless tooth will tear and taint
The Poet, Patriot, Sage or Saint,
Not sparing wit nor learning.
Now, if you'd know the reason why,
The best of reasons I'll supply;
'Tis bread to the poor vermin.

Of pepper, snuff, or 'bacca smoke,
And Russia-calf they make a joke.
Yet, why should sons of science
These puny rankling reptiles dread?
'Tis but to let their books be read,
And bid the worms defiance.

(J. Doraston)

*

Bom dia! Sem Lepisma saccharina, claro.

(url)

© José Pacheco Pereira
Site Meter [Powered by Blogger]