Combined, I say, to bid "Intrench yourself,

Monsieur Léonce Miranda, on this turf,

About this flower, so firmly that, as tent

Rises on every side around you both,

The question shall become,—Which arrogates

Stability, this tent or those far towers?

May not the temporary structure suit

The stable circuit, co-exist in peace?—

Always until the proper time, no fear!

'Lay flat your tent!' is easier said than done."