The Stepwise Palace - a FSVO sequence
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South thro’ lofty arches we repair
Onto a broad pavillion looking out
From a high prospect: this the realm of Air
Array’d with marble pillars, round about
The zephyr’s whisper and the Typhoon’s shout
Deafen our hearing — but there are not words
Can tell the vapours, nitrous, rich and stout
Arising from the colony of Birds
Which, nesting here, begrime the marble with their Turds.