The lion couchant with the lambs:
See from the cabin's open door
What mild-faced dromedaries pour!
What Shems are these? what host arrives
Of gentler Japhets with their wives?
What antelopes? what un-Westphalian Hams?
And sometimes, should the pageant cloy,
Supposing Nurse has left the room,
We'll take again that outcast toy
From the deep cupboard's inmost gloom;