1The rabbit has a charming face:
2Its private life is a disgrace.
3I really dare not name to you
4The awful things that rabbits do;
5Things that your paper never prints --
6You only mention them in hints.
7They have such lost, degraded souls
8No wonder they inhabit holes;
9When such depravity is found
10It only can live underground.
, eds. Francis and Vera Meynell (Harmondsworth: Penguin Books Limited, 1938): I,267-68. PR 1175 W43 University of Victoria
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