1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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