Of Crypto—cryptogram!”
Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed by an unseen censer,
Swung by creatures whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
Romeo cried, “Shakespeare hath sent me, to the world he lent me,
Showing through me and Juliet how it is true lovers love.
Leave, oh leave thy stupid fiction, and forget this cryptogram.”
Quoth the Yankee “Nevermore.”
“I am Richard! Man of evil! Hero still, though fiend and devil!
Whether tempter sent, or ill wind blew thee to our shore;
Take my word—me all undaunted—see Macbeth on ground enchanted,