(Oh rhyme, oh rune, oh rhythm itself, come faster, come faster!)
Out of all this I say
Fate has found me my father!
But where? Where? In earth or air?
From sky to sea? From you to me?
Where shall I find a rhyme for "father"?
I whose only speech is rhyme, I who have so little time.
How can I in other ways sound my Daddy's glorious praise?
Beauty, Splendor, Brains, Perfection——'"