And A-L-L spells ALL, and—all is all.'
O, Herlin, do you understand my rhyme?
And Herlin coughed, and owned that he did not.
* * * *
And Villien, naught abashed, replied again:
"Lo, now, how silly you must be, you know,
My simple stanzas not to understand;
'Tis thus our truest poets write their rhymes;
They try their sense and meaning to conceal;
But you should solve their riddles, though 'tis said