Delirious Bulldogs; -- echoing
My daughter, -- green as summer grass; --The long supine Plebeian ass,
The nasty crockery boring falls; --Tom-Moory Pathos; -- all things bare, --With such a turket! such a hen!
And scrambling forms of distant men,
O! ain't you glad you were not there! [from Later Letters of Edward Lear, 1911,28 February 1872]
