One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter's brother, saith unto
him,
There is a lad here, which hath read more

One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter's brother, saith unto
him,
There is a lad here, which hath five barley loaves, and two small
fishes: but what are they among so many?

Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?

Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?

A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.

A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.

One that is neither flesh not fish.

One that is neither flesh not fish.

God quickened in the Sea and in the Rivers,
So many fishes of so many features,
That read more

God quickened in the Sea and in the Rivers,
So many fishes of so many features,
That in the waters we may see all Creatures;
Even all that on the earth is to be found,
As if the world were in deep waters drowned.

But death is sure to kill all he can get
And all is fish with him that comes to read more

But death is sure to kill all he can get
And all is fish with him that comes to net.

Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering,
Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.

Damn'd neuters, in their middle way of steering,
Are neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.

"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail,
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and read more

"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail,
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my
tail!
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance:
They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the
dance?"

When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was read more

When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born.
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil's walking parody
On all four-footed things.