1He bent right down to pick up his valise
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4normal one aims to be and share the throne
5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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