Then, cleaving the grass, gazelles appear (The gentler dolphins of kindlier waves) With sensitive heads alert of ear; Frail crowds that a delicate hearing saves.

For milkmaids and queens and gipsy-princesses Dream and kiss blindfold or starve upon guesses.

Break free, my soul, good manners are thy tomb!

'Shells with lip, or tooth, or bleeding gum, Tell-tale shells, and shells that whisper 'Come', Shells that stammer, blush, and yet are dumb - ' 'O let me hear!'

The ancient owls' nest must have burned. Hastily, all alone, a glistening armadillo left the scene, rose-flecked, head down, tail down

And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.

Clyde: Then the animals lit fires to keep us away.