At five precisely out went La Marquise
Since Elgin left his nostrils in the stone
Forms shadowy with indecision wheeze
Which neither time nor tide can long postpone
It's one of many horrid happenings
With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
Shallots and sharks'fins face the smould'ring log
The colonel's still escutcheoned in undress
With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
They're kings we're mammal-cousins hi ho hum