For authorities whose hopes br are shaped by mercenaries? br Writers entrapped by br teatime fame and by br commuters' comforts? Not for these br the paper nautilus br constructs her thin glass shell. br br Giving her perishable br souvenir of hope, a dull br white outside and smooth- br edged inner surface br glossy as the sea, the watchful br maker of it guards it br day and night; she scarcely br br eats until the eggs are hatched. br Buried eight-fold in her eight br arms, for she is in br a sense a devil- br fish, her glass ram'shorn-cradled freight br is hid but is not crushed; br as Hercules, bitten br br by a crab loyal to the hydra, br was hindered to succeed, br the intensively br watched eggs coming from br the shell free it when they are freed,-- br leaving its wasp-nest flaws br of white on white, and close- br br laid Ionic chiton-folds br like the lines in the mane of br a Parthenon horse, br round which the arms had br wound themselves as if they knew love br is the only fortress br strong enough to trust to.