No Brigadier throughout the Year So civic as the Jay— A Neighbor and a Warrior too With shrill felicity Pursuing Winds that censure us A February Day, The Brother of the Universe Was never blown away— The Snow and he are intimate— I’ve often seem them play When Heaven looked upon us all With such severity I felt apology were due To an insulted sky Whose pompous frown was Nutriment To their Temerity— The Pillow of this daring Head Is pungent Evergreens— His Larder—terse and Militant— Unknown—refreshing things— His Character—a Tonic— His future—a Dispute— Unfair an Immortality That leaves this Neighbor out—
