Coil from the cotton-tree--a snake of gold--
Violently break from root and trunk, to take
The bending boughs and leaves in deadly hold
Then passing--to enfold
New spoils! In herds, elephants, jackals, pards,
For anguish of such fate their enmity
Laying aside, burst for the river wide
Which flows between fair isles: in company
As friends they madly flee!