“Now do elves have pointed ears
I should know, says they
For I have keen elven eyes
And am named in the elven way.
But wait, good sirs,In sooth, sayest I
I know of no such thing.
I dance and laugh in the heather fair
And sing in the blossoming spring.
Why should I care for picayune
Facts of anatomy?
The bounding stag and the running brook
Are greater things to me!”