From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
That horders of crooks felt they'd more right to own
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
That suede ferments is not at all well known
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
The North Wind Bites into his architrave
He's gone to London how the echo rings
Victorious worms grind all into the grave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
No need to cart such treasures from the fog
And let you off from your opinions glum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum