1The marble tomb gapes wide with jangling keys
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4with cherry-pips his cottage floor is sown
5The roundabout eats profits made on swings
6the North Wind Bites into his architrave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave
9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11the colonel’s still escutcheoned in undress
12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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