What being in rank-old nature should earlier have that breath been

That hére pérsonal tells off these heart-song powerful peals?—

A bush-browed, beetle-brówed bíllow is it?

With a soúth-wésterly wínd blústering, with a tide rolls reels

Of crumbling, fore-foundering, thundering all-surfy seas in; seen

Únderneath, their glassy barrel, of a fairy green.

Or a jaunting vaunting vaulting assaulting trumpet telling