1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2his nasal ecstasy beats best Cologne
3the showman gargles fire and sword with ease
4’ere meanings new to ancient tribes are thrown
5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6with sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
7he’s gone to London how the echo rings
8thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
9The peasants’s skirts on rainy days she’d tress
10shallots and sharks’fins face the smould’ring log
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness
12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13do bank clerks rule their abacus by thumb
14and lessors’ dates have all too short a sum
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