1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3upon his old oak chest he cuts his cheese
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum

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