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 So each would lie on a drowsy pillow
 * And watch the moon in the sky—

And hear the parrot scream to the billow,
 * The billow roar reply:

Parrots of sapphire and sulphur and amber,
 * Scarlet, and flame, and green,

While five-foot apes did scramble and clamber,
 * In the feathery-tufted treen.

All night long with bubbles a-glisten
 * The ocean cried under the moon.

Till ape and parrot, too sleepy to listen,
 * To sleep and slumber were gone.

Then from three small beds the dark hours' while
 * In a house in the Island of Lone

Rose the snoring of Lallerie, Alliolyle,
 * The snoring of Muziomone.

But soon as ever came peep of sun
 * On coral and feathery tree,

Three night-capped dwarfs to the surf would run
 * And soon were a-bob in the sea.

At six they went fishing, at nine they snared
 * Young foxes in the dells,

At noon on sweet berries and honey they fared,
 * And blew in their twisted shells.