He bent right down to pick up his valise
His exaltation shocked both youth and crone
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One gathers rosebuds or grows old alone
O Parthenon you hold the charger's strings
With sombre thoughts they grimly line the nave
The fertile mother changelings drops like kings
In purest cradels tha's how they behave
The fasting fakir doesn't smell the less
In indian summers Englishmen drink grog
Poor Yorick comes to bury not address
We'll suffocate before the epilogue
Ventriloquists be blowed you strike me dumb
And lessors' dates have all too short a sum