Mark with quick ken, where flashing in between,
Her much-loved Smoke-Jack glimmers through the scene;
Mark, how his various parts together tend,
Point to one purpose,—in one object end;
The spiral grooves in smooth meanders flow,
Drags the long chain, the polished axles glow,
While slowly circumvolves the piece of beef below:’
“Canning took the pen and added—
“‘The conscious fire with bickering radiance burns,
Eyes the rich joint, and roasts it as it turns’.