1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7in salads all chew grubs before they’ve wings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can’t depress
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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