1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6whose ocean still-born herrings madly brave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9Poetic licence needs no strain or stress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11while homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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