Poor Macbeth by Banquo haunted—see them with a hundred more!
Hamlet and his murdered sire! Leave him, leave him, I implore.”
Quoth the Yankee “Nevermore.”
Said Orlando, “Thing of evil! Yankee man, be civil!
By the heaven that bends above us, by the God we both adore,
Tell this soul all loving-laden, do you think that Francis Bacon
Could have made a sainted maiden, like the one called Rosalind?
Made a fair and radiant maiden like to Shakespeare’s Rosalind?”
Quoth the Yankee “Cryptogram.”
“Be that word our sign of parting, Yankee fiend,” I shrieked, upstarting;