Bison

How great a front is thine
A lake of majesty!
Assyria knew the sign
The god-incarnate king!

A lake of majesty
The lion's drowns in it!
And thy placidity
A moon within that lake!

As if thou still dost own
A world, thou takest breath
Earth-shape and strength of stone,
A Titan-sultan's child!

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