—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “The Song of Hiawatha.”
What rosy pearls, bright zoned or striped!
What freckled surface, iris-dyed!
Fluted and grooved, with iv’ry lips,
Spotted like panthers, peacock-eyed!
Look closer, as the angels can,
And you will see the fairy work—
The ruby specks, the azure veins,
That in the tiniest hollow lurk.