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XXIV. THE SNAKE. A narrow fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,    did you not, His notice sudden is. TWENTY FOUR THE SNAKE A NARROW FELLOW IN THE GRASS OCCASIONALLY RIDES YOU MAY HAVE MET HIM DID YOU NOT HIS NOTICE SUDDEN IS
ectre's cloak, Hid heaven and earth from view. The creatures chuckled on the roofs And whistled in the air, And shook their fists and gnashed their teeth. And swung their frenzied hair. The morning lit, the birds arose; The monster's faded eyes Turned slowly to his native coast, And peace was Paradise! XXII. THE SEA. An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land. XXIII. IN THE GARDEN. A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. And then he drank a dew From a convenient grass, And then hopped sidewise to the wall To let a beetle pass. He glanced with rapid eyes That hurried all abroad, -- They looked like frightened beads, I thought; He stirred his velvet head Like one in danger; cautious, I offered him a crumb, And he unrolled his feathers And rowed him softer home Than oars divide the ocean, Too silver for a seam, Or butterflies, off banks of noon, Leap, splashless, as they swim. AND FEW A BLACK AS OF A SPECTRE'S CLOAK HID HEAVEN AND EARTH FROM VIEW THE CREATURES CHUCKLED ON THE ROOFS AND WHISTLED IN THE AIR AND SHOOK THEIR FISTS AND GNASHED THEIR TEETH AND SWUNG THEIR FRENZIED HAIR THE MORNING LIT THE BIRDS AROSE THE MONSTER'S FADED EYES TURNED SLOWLY TO HIS NATIVE COAST AND PEACE WAS PARADISE TWENTY TWO THE SEA AND EVERYWHERE OF SILVER WITH ROPES OF SAND TO KEEP IT FROM EFFACING THE TRACK CALLED LAND TWENTY THREE IN THE GARDEN A BIRD CAME DOWN THE WALK HE DID NOT KNOW I SAW HE BIT AN ANGLEWORM IN HALVES AND ATE THE FELLOW RAW AND THEN HE DRANK A DEW FROM A CONVENIENT GRASS AND THEN HOPPED SIDEWAYS TO THE WALL TO LET A BEETLE PASS HE GLANCED WITH RAPID EYES THAT HURRIED ALL ABROAD THEY LOOKED LIKE FRIGHTENED WEEDS I THOUGHT HE STIRRED HIS VELVET HEAD LIKE ONE IN DANGER CAUTIOUS I OFFERED HIM A CRUMB AND HE UNROLLED HIS FEATHERS AND RODE HIM SOFTER HOME THAN OARS DIVIDE THE OCEAN TOO SILVER FOR A SEAM OR BUTTERFLIES OFF BANKS OF NOON LEAP PLASHLESS AS THEY SWIM
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