1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2his exaltation shocked both youth and crone
3his toga rumpled high above his knees
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5They both are right not untamed mutterings
6filching the lolly country thrift helped save
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8victorious worms grind all into the grave

9When dried the terrapin can naught express
10a piercint wit would sprightliest horses flog
11to prove mamma an adult with a tress

12Their sculptors did our best our hulks the clog
13though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
14yet from the City’s pie pulled not one plum

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