1At five precisely out went La Marquise
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4which neither time nor tide can long postpone
5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7the learning linguist cameramaniac sings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
9The fasting fakir doesn’t smell the less
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11and played their mountain croquet jungle chess
12Bard I adore your endless monologue
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14for Europe’s glory while Fate’s harpies strum
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