1When one with t’other straightaway agrees
2the answer is they could be twins full-grown
3the Turks said just take anything you please
4that suede ferments is not at all well known

5The frisian Isles my friends are cherised things
6when flame a form to wrath ancestral gave
7such merchandise a melancholy brings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9The genealogist with field and fess
10one tongue will do to keep the verse agog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12No need to cart such treasures from the fog
13the Taj Mahal has trinkets spice and gum
14the best of all things to an end must come

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