Author Thomas Dermody Why , still so anxious, friend of mine, To seek the mystic aid of Nine ? Thy prospect, and thy Patron gone, 'Tis time to think of Number O NE . Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments