Oliver Herford,
The Bashful Earthquake, & Other Fables and Verses
“ All misspellings in the text, and inconsistent or archaic usage, have been retained. If this little world to-nightSuddenly should fall thro’ spaceIn a hissing, headlong flight,Shrivelling from off its face,As it falls into the sun,In an instant every traceOf the little crawling things—Ants, philosophers, and lice,Cattle, cockroaches, and kings,Beggars, millionaires, and mice,Men and maggots all as oneAs it falls into the sun—Who can say but at the sameInstant from some planet farA child may watch us and exclaim:“See the pretty shooting star!” ”
