befiddled

Updated: May 2, 2025

I have heard the deep roar of the ocean, and have listened to the screech of the typhoon through befiddled sails; I have shuddered at the savage yell of the hyena, and have grown cold, even in the tropics, before the tooting of the wounded elephant; I have heard the eagle rend the firmament and the midnight fog-horn ring the changes on eternity join them all together, and they will be still but as a village choir compared to the infinite and full-orbed bray of the highland bagpipes.

Robert Edward Knowles - St. Cuthbert's