Shall sever kindred sending forth。，Were she and her light crew to run atilt
。，The Shannon retriever dates thence.
That Garden of sedate Philosophy。，Says never: 'I am well at ease,
。，But can a distant race discern
With Shakespeare: bludgeons brainingly sublime。，
Their worthiest from shore to shore。，Place for true England here is none!
。，Where darkness all her daylight drinks,
To roll ingurgitation till he slept,。，
Nor rivals tightly belted for the race.。，Small fear that they will run to books
He sniffs the putrid steam of praise,。，
。，Else better were it in some bower of peace
Were she and her light crew to run atilt。，THE WORLD'S ADVANCE
So following her, your hewing may attain。，
。，To drink the sea and pilot him to land.
。，Their worthiest from shore to shore
。，Clear water in the cup, and into me
，A LATER ALEXANDRIAN。，To drink the sea and pilot him to land.