The Worst Of Slaves Is He Whom

But Somewhere, Beyond Space And Time, Is Wetter Water, Slimier Slime! And There (they Trust) There Swimmeth One Who Swam Ere Rivers Were Begun, Immense Of Fishy Form And Mind, Squamous Omnipotent, And Kind.

Proud, Then, Clear-eyed And Laughing, Go To Greet Death As A Friend!

And In That Heaven Of All Their Wish, There Shall Be No More Land, Say Fish

Just Now The Lilac Is In Bloom All Before My Little Room.

All The Little Emptiness Of Love!