1The wild horse champs the Parthenon’s top frieze
2when masons clutch the breath we held on loan
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4normal one aims to be and share the throne

5To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7proud death quite il-le-gi-ti-mate-ly stings
8in purest cradels tha’s how they behave

9The wolf devours both sheep and shepherdess
10with quill white-collared through his life will jog
11poor Yorick comes to bury not address

12One misses cricket hearth and croaking frog
13and let you off from your opinions glum
14the bell tolls fee-less fi-less fo-less fum

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