And credit me, worthy Morell.

"It's quite indisputable, for
I'll prove it with singular ease,
You shall have it in 'Barbara' or
'Celarent'--whichever you please.

"You see, when an anchorite bows
To the yoke of intentional sin--
If the state of the country allows,
Homogeny always steps in.

"It's a highly æsthetical bond,
As any mere ploughboy can tell"--
"Of course," replied puzzled old Pond.
"I see," said old Tommy Morell.

"Very good then," continued the lord,
"When its fooled to the top of its bent,
With a sweep of a Damocles sword
The web of intention is rent.

"That's patent to all of us here,
As any mere schoolboy can tell."
Pond answered, "Of course it's quite clear;"
And so did that humbug Morell.

"It's tone esoteric in force--
I trust that I make myself clear?"--
Morell only answered "Of course,"--