Who through the cannon’s throat this truth expressed,
Unconsciously, divinely and sincerely,
The Tools to him that handles ’em the best.
Madly enough, indeed, the man did preach,
Amid much rant, as all Enthusiasts do,
And yet with as articulate a speech
As the strange case, perhaps, allowed him to.
Or call him a Backwoodsman, if you will;
Who, forced to fell unpenetrated woods,
And doomed innumerable wolves to kill,