1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2that horders of crooks felt they’d more right to own
3forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5O Parthenon you hold the charger’s strings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress

12But I can understand you Brogher Gog
13with marble souvenirs then fill a slum
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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