In still repeated circles, screaming loud.”
Writes Clare:
“Of chick and duck and gosling gone astray,
All falling preys to the sweeping kite.”
King says:
“The kite will to her carrion fly.”
The most captious critic could not take exception to any of these sentiments. He might certainly pull a long face at Macaulay’s
“The kites know well the long stern swell
That bids the Roman close.”
But he would find it exceedingly difficult to prove that the kites do not know this.