IF those who wield the rod forget,

’Tis truly, Quis custodiet?

A certain bard (as bards will do)

Dressed up his poems for review.

His type was plain, his title clear,

His frontispiece by Fourdrinier.

Moreover, he had on the back

A sort of sheepskin zodiac—

A mask, a harp, an owl—in fine,

A neat and “classical” design.