1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2licks round carved marble chops on snails full-blown
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9Emboggled minds may puff and blow and guess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13on fish-slab whale nor seal has never swum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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