I  erical women say

    tte and fiddle-bow.

    Of poets t are always gay,

    For everybody knows or else should know

    t if notic is done

    Aeroplane and Zeppelin .

    Pitch like King Billy bomb-balls in

    Until toen flat.

    All perform tragic play,

    truts , there is Lear,

    ts Op Cordelia;

    Yet t scene be there,

    t stage curtain about to drop,

    If  part in the play,

    Do not break up to weep.

    t  and Lear are gay;

    Gaiety transfiguring all t dread.

    All men , found and lost;

    Black out; o the head:

    tragedy s uttermost.

    t rambles and Lear rages,

    And all t once

    Upon a ages,

    It cannot grow by an inch or an ounce.

    On t they came, or On shipboard,

    Camel-back; horse-back, ass-back, mule-back,

    Old civilisations put to the sword.

    t to rack:

    No handiwork of Callimachus,

    were bronze,

    Made draperies t seemed to rise

    tands;

    em

    Of a slender palm, stood but a day;

    All t again,

    And t build them again are gay.

    two Chird,

    Are carved in lapis lazuli,

    Over them flies a long-legged bird,

    A symbol of longevity;

    tless a serving-man,

    Carries a musical instmment.

    Every discoloration of tone,

    Every accidental crack or dent,

    Seems a er-course or an avalanche,

    Or lofty slope ill snows

    tless plum or cherry-branch

    Sens ttle half-way house

    towards, and I

    Deligo imagine ted there;

    tain and the sky,

    On all tragic scene tare.

    One asks for mournful melodies;

    Accompliso play.

    their eyes,

    t, glittering eyes, are gay.