When Fishes Flew And Forests Walked And Figs Grew Upon Thorn, Some Moment When The Moon Was Blood Then Surely I Was Born; With Monstrous Head And Sickening Cry And Ears Like Errant Wings, The Devil'S Walking Parody On All Four-Footed Things. The Tattered Outlaw Of The Earth, Of Ancient Crooked Will; Starve, Scourge, Deride Me: I Am Dumb, I Keep My Secret Still. Fools! For I Also Had My Hour; One Far Fierce Hour And Sweet: There Was A Shout About My Ears, And Palms Before My Feet.