1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5How it suprised us pale grey underlings
6rejecting ermine to become a knave
7a daring baron pockets precious Mings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10in indian summers Englishmen drink grog
11watching manure and compost coalesce
12Southern baroque’s seductive dialogue
13ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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