Fades and fades till he is yellow—
Yellow e'en as one dyspeptic,
Yellow with black stripes upon him."
Should you further ask the poet,
How to treat the little stranger?
I should answer, I should bid you,
"Stamp on him, where'er you find him!
In the garden—in the pig-sty—
In the parlour or the bed-room—
In the roadway or the meadow—