Herman Melville,
Clarel — Part 2, Canto 15: The Fountain
(1876)
“ Jordan ye greet, then round ye sway And win Lot's marge. In sight ye'll be: I'll intercept. Ride on, go--nay, Bewitched, why gape ye so at me? Shall man not take the natural way 85 With nature? Tut, fling me the cloak! ”
