Songless, silent, hushed, with never bird or insect;
Veiled with spreading fronds and screened with tall clubmosses,
Lycopodiacea,
When beside thee walked the solemn Plesiosaurus,
And around thee crept the festive Ichthyosaurus,
While from time to time above thee flew and circled
Cheerful Pterodactyls.
“Tell us of thy food—those half-marine refections,
Crinoids on the shell and brachipods au naturel—
Cuttle-fish to which the pieuvre of Victor Hugo