The merry waters troubling!
Hear the snecke-snicke-snack,
From its snub-nose bubbling!
Embryo-Spirit.
Legs of spider, paunch of toad,
And wings, if you would know it;
Nor fish, nor fowl, but on the road
Perhaps to be a poet!
A Pair of Dancers.
With many a nimble pace and spring,