At our planet's icy summit
Looms the Giant of the North,
Ancient glaciers tear asunder
When he stirs and blunders forth.
Is incalculable equal
Is the giant of the East,
Whose least inconsequential footfall
Chills the boldest savage beast.

Neither holds the least advantage
On the giant of the South,
Who can house a pride of lions
In the cavern of his mouth. 
All are matched in size and power
By the Giant of the West,
Who  regards with condescension
The most lofty eagle's nest.

But the building deep in slumber
At the world's volcanic core,
Could between one thumb and finger
Crush and pulverize the four.
Every titan on the surface
Fears the sleeper in the flame,
They are doomed if she awakens,
So they dare not say her name.