The wild horse champs the Parthenon's top frieze
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
Her native chauffeur waited in the breeze
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
Old Galileo's Pisan offerings
That metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
As sleeping-bags the silent landscape pave
Staunch pilgrims longest journeys can't depress
And starve the sniveling baby like a dog
While homeward thirsts to each quenched glass say yes
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
yet from the City's pie pulled not one plum