His drum and his trumpet, his sword and gun;
And we lifted up for his fondling hand
His good gray steed on the rocking-stand.
Then close to his feet we placed a tray,
And we set his armies in array;
And his eyes were bright with fire and dew
As we propped him up for his last review.
His ark came next, and pair by pair,
Passed beasts of the earth and fowls of the air;
He kissed good Japheth, and Ham, and Shem,