Napoleon "The Little."

("Ah! tu finiras bien par hurler!")

[Bk. III. ii., Jersey, August, 1852.]

How well I knew this stealthy wolf would howl, When in the eagle talons ta'en in air! Aglow, I snatched thee from thy prey--thou fowl-- I held thee, abject conqueror, just where All see the stigma of a fitting name As deeply red as deeply black thy shame! And though thy matchless impudence may frame Some mask of seeming courage--spite thy sneer, And thou assurest sloth and skunk: "It does not smart!" Thou feel'st it burning, in and in,--and fear None will forget it till shall fall the deadly dart!