What being in rank-old nature should earlier have that breath been
That h're p'rsonal tells off these heart-song powerful peals? -
A bush-browed, beetle-br'wed b'llow is it?
With a so'th-w'sterly w'nd bl'stering, with a tide rolls reels
Of crumbling, fore-foundering, thundering all-surfy seas in; seen
'nderneath, their glassy barrel, of a fairy green.
Or a jaunting vaunting vaulting assaulting trumpet telling