The taste of salts, the scent of things long dead,
Home-sickness, chilblains, grief uncomforted,
A hollow tooth with cold, a hornet sting:—
These are unpleasant, yet when all is said
I think that jaundice is the damn’dest thing.
See you the whole bright world before your eye
Dwindle as ugly as a wrinkled pea.
See Beauty, a pricked bubble: Truth, a lie:
Achievement, foam on muddy water. See
Yourself a yellow devil suddenly,