II. Hornpipe - Vera Zorina, The Philadelphia Orchestra, Eugene Ormandy

Sailor come

To the drum

Out of Babylon;

Hobby-horses

Foam, the dumb

Sky rhinoceros glum

Watched the courses of the breakers' rocking-horses and with Glaucis

Lady Venus on the settee of the horsehair sea!

Where Lord Tennyson in laurels wore a gloria free

In a borealic iceberg came Victoria;

she

Knew Prince Albert’s tall memorial took the colors of the floreal

And the borealic iceberg;

floating on they see

New-arisen Madam Venus for whose sake from far

Came the fat and zebra’d emperor from Zanzibar

Where like golden bouquets lay far Asia, Africa, Cathay

All laid before that shady lady by the fibroid Shah

Captain Fracasse stout as any water-butt came, stood

With Sir Bacchus both a-drinking the black tarr’d grapes' blood

Plucked among the tartan leafage

By the furry wind whose grief age

Could not wither — like a squirrel with a gold star-nut

Queen Victoria sitting shocked upon the rocking horse

Of a wave said to the Laureate, «This minx of course

Is as sharp as any lynx and blacker-deeper than the drinks and quite as

Hot as any Hottentot, without remorse!

For the minx"

Said she

«And the drinks

You can see

Are hot as any Hottentot and not the goods for me!»