He bent right down to pick up his valise
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
The Turks said just take anything you please
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
They both are right not untamed mutterings
With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
Th'outrageous Thames a troubled arrow slings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
Or grinning like a pale-faced golliwog
The country lane just thrives on farmyard mess
With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
And let you off from your opinions glum
They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum