1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3old corned-beef’s rusty armour spreads disease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave
9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
12We’ll suffocate before the epilogue
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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