He bent right down to pick up his valise
For tea cucumber sandwiches a scone
The Turks said just take anything you please
One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
To one sweet hour of bliss my memory clings
Nought can the mouse's timid nibbling stave
They both are right not unformed smatterings
Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave
Platonic Greece was not so talentless
A bird-brain banquet melts bold Mistress Mog
And played their mountain croquet jungle chess
Southern baroque's seductive dialogue
Though bretzels take the dols from board-room drum
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum