1At snuff no Cornish sailorman would sneeze
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
4the thumb- and finger-prints of Al Capone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6nought can the mouse’s timid nibbling stave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8as sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10with gravity at gravity’s great cog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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