Sure she never can fly,—or how can they support her?
But for this there is full compensation below—
Upon legs such as those might an Elephant go!
But its eyes!—’twere a sin to forget ’em—good lack!
What peepers were ever so round or so black?
Then its air, and address!—and its walk!—but enough!—
Created it seems but to stare and to stuff.”
(Chatterer.) “Well said Madam Owl—for a maiden oration;
Who says you are dull?—’tis a base fabrication:—
[17] ]But the length of her speech has exhausted her quite,