 | The collected works of Ambrose Bierce |  |
TO AN ASPIRANT
What! you a Senator?—you, Mike de Young?Still reeking of the gutter whence you sprung?
Sir, if all Senators were such as you—
Their hands so slender and so crimson too
(Shaped to the pocket for commercial work,
For literary, fitted to the dirk)—
So black their hearts, so lily-white their livers—
The toga's touch would give a man the shivers!
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |