This brought him almost at once out of stately aisles And open glades into a different kind of wood His head was covered with the petals that showered on it, His sides gilded with pollen Much that his fingers touched was gummy And at each pace his contact with Soil and bush appeared to wake new odors That darted into his brain and there begot wild and enormous pleasures The noise was very loud now When the song began again a little farther away