The centipede was happy quite, Until the toad in fun Asked him which leg went after which, Which drove him into such a pitch He lay distracted in a ditch, Considering how to run.

-Craster, Mrs Edmund   d.1874
Attributed.

The smell of buttered toast simply talked toToad, and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens, of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings, of cosy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one's ramble was over and slippered feet were propped on the fender; of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries.

-Grahame, Kenneth
  The Wind in the Willows, ch.8.

The toad beneath the harrow knows Exactly where each tooth-point goes; The butterfly upon the road Preaches contentment to that toad. 470

-Kipling, (Joseph) Rudyard
  'Pagett, MP'.

Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils With its sickening poisonö Just for paying a few bills! That's out of proportion.

-Larkin, Philip Arthur
  'Toads'.

Give me your arm, old toad; Help me down Cemetery Road.

-Larkin, Philip Arthur
  'Toads Revisited'.

Him there they found Paradise Lost Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve.

-Milton,John
  Paradise Lost (published1667), bk.4, l.799^800.

It was not meant for human eyes, That combat on the shabby patch Of clods and trampled earth that lies Somewhere beneath the sodden skies For eye of toad or adder to catch.

-Muir, Edwin
  The Labyrinth,'The Combat'.