1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4and empty cages show life’s bird has flown

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7an icicle of frozen marrow pings
8to break a rule Britannia’s might might waive

9Platonic Greece was not so talentless
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14in cognac brandy is Bacardi rum?

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