To interrupt His Yellow Plan

To interrupt His Yellow Plan

The Sun does not allow

Caprices of the Atmosphere --

And even when the Snow

Heaves Balls of Specks, like Vicious Boy

Directly in His Eye --

Does not so much as turn His Head

Busy with Majesty --

'Tis His to stimulate the Earth --

And magnetize the Sea --

And bind Astronomy, in place,

Yet Any passing by

Would deem Ourselves -- the busier

As the Minutest Bee

That rides -- emits a Thunder --

A Bomb -- to justify --