Chapter IV.
"What was it blew? Ah whew, ah whew!"Three green chipmunks have all turned blue!The elephant smiles a peaceful smile,And lifts off a tree-trunk sans haste or guile."Seize him, seize him! He's stealing our tree!We're undone, undone," shriek the chipmunks three.The elephant calmly upraised his trunk,And said, "Did I hear a green chipmunk?"
"What was it blew? Ah whew, ah whew!"Three green chipmunks have all turned blue!The elephant smiles a peaceful smile,And lifts off a tree-trunk sans haste or guile."Seize him, seize him! He's stealing our tree!We're undone, undone," shriek the chipmunks three.The elephant calmly upraised his trunk,And said, "Did I hear a green chipmunk?"
"Ah chee, ah chee, ah chee, ah choo!""Chippy, you're blue!" "So're you!" "So're you!"
"Ah chee, ah chee, ah chee, ah choo!""Chippy, you're blue!" "So're you!" "So're you!"
Philadelphia, December, 1895.
(The last word of Angiolillo.)
(The last word of Angiolillo.)
Germinal!—The Field of Mars is plowing,And hard the steel that cuts, and hot the breathOf the great Oxen, straining flanks and bowingBeneath his goad, who guides the share of Death.Germinal!—The Dragon's teeth are sowing,And stern and white the sower flings the seedHe shall not gather, though full swift the growing;Straight down Death's furrow treads, and does not heed.Germinal!—The Helmet Heads are springingFar up the Field of Mars in gleaming files;With wild war notes the bursting earth is ringing.
Germinal!—The Field of Mars is plowing,And hard the steel that cuts, and hot the breathOf the great Oxen, straining flanks and bowingBeneath his goad, who guides the share of Death.
Germinal!—The Dragon's teeth are sowing,And stern and white the sower flings the seedHe shall not gather, though full swift the growing;Straight down Death's furrow treads, and does not heed.
Germinal!—The Helmet Heads are springingFar up the Field of Mars in gleaming files;With wild war notes the bursting earth is ringing.
Within his grave the sower sleeps, and smiles.
Within his grave the sower sleeps, and smiles.
London, October, 1897.