Curving in at the top, narrow-necked, to the mug;
Two sockets for sunshine in the frontispiece placed,
A crack just below—merely a matter of taste;
A flap on each side hiding holes of resounding,
For conveyance within of noises surrounding;
And a nozzle before,
All befitted to snore,
Was a part of the ware
For adornment and air.
Now for what was this slender and curious mold?