5 thoughts on “Griffin

    1. Yet Gentle Will the Griffin Be, by
      Vachel Lindsay

      “The moon? It is a griffin’s egg,
      Hatching to-morrow night.
      And how the little boys will watch
      With shouting and delight
      To see him break the shell and stretch
      And creep across the sky.
      The boys will laugh. The little girls,
      I fear, may hide and cry.
      Yet gentle will the griffin be,
      Most decorous and fat,
      And walk up to the milky way
      And lap it like a cat.”

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