The Ogre does what ogres can, <br />Deeds quite impossible for Man, <br />But one prize is beyond his reach, <br />The Ogre cannot master Speech: <br />About a subjugated plain, <br />Among its desperate and slain, <br />The Ogre stalks with hands on hips, <br />While drivel gushes from his lips.<br /><br />W.H. Auden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/august-1968/
