The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
When masons clutch the breath we held on loan
Replies like this the dumbstruck brain may tease
And loudly sang off-key without a tone
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
Thou homestead hillside woodland rock and cave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
In indian summers Englishmen drink grog
Socrates watched his hemlock effervesce
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
And let you off from your opinions glum
The best of all things to an end must come