1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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