O surely not, for such as these Those baby limbs are flung in lightsome capers; Those puny bleatings were not meant to please Facetious writers for the daily papers; Let baser beasts inspire the obvious wheeze, Wombats and wart-hogs, tortoises and tapirs; These lack the subtle spell thy presence flings About the spirit tuned to higher things.

"Can you make aught o' yonder fearsome thing, like a wart-toad scrabbling on two legs?" Dorothy, teeth set, drove her heels into her gray's ribs and forced him to where my mare stood all a-quiver.