Smooth Thallus, inly softer you than any furry rabbit, Or glossy goose's oily plumes, or velvet earlap yielding, Or feeble age's heavy thighs, or flimsy filthy cobweb; And Thallus, hungry rascal you, as hurricane rapacious, When winks occasion on the stroke, the gulls agape declaring: Return the mantle home to me, you watch'd your hour to pilfer, The fleecy napkin and the rings from Thynia quaintly graven, Whatever you parade as yours, vain fool, a sham reversion: Unglue the nails adroit to steal, unclench the spoil, deliver, Lest yet that haunch voluptuous, those tender hands caressant, Should take an ugly print severe, the scourge's heavy branding; And strange to bruises you should heave, as heaves in open Ocean, Some little hoy surprised adrift, when wails the windy water.