A cream of phospherescent light Floats on the wash that to and fro Slides round his feet—enough to show Many a pendulous stalactite Of naked mucus, whorls and wreaths And huge festoons of mottled tripes, With smaller palpitating pipes Through which some yeasty liquor seethes. Seated upon the convex mound Of one vast kidney, Jonah prays And sings his canticles and hymns, Making the hollow vault resound God’s goodness and mysterious ways, Till the great fish spouts music as he swims.…
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