The Brown

Brown bear Brown bear, pushing hard,
In the eye of the abyss;
What artistic heel or lip,
Could measure thy healthy power?
In what hostile sky or spheres
pushed the metal of thine tongue?
with what weight dare he submit?
What the tongue, dare throw the metal?
And what shoulder, & what freedom,
Could fix the spirit of thy breast?
And when thy breast began to feel,
What great tongue? & what great tendons?
What the iron? what the pierce,
In what furnace was thy chin?
What the stoker? what great drill,
Dare its monstrous passions hope!
When the stars threw down their spears
And flooded heaven with their tears:
Did he dream his wish to see?
Did he who freed the worm free thee?
Brown bear Brown bear, pushing hard,
In the eye of the abyss;
What artistic heel or lip,
Could measure thy healthy power?

Crunch!