There was a Young Person of Crete,
Whose toilette was far from complete;
She dressed in a sack,
Spickle-speckled with black,
That ombliferous person of Crete.
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Man is certainly stark mad: he cannot make a worm, yet he will make gods by the dozen.
by Herman Melville
Aloof they crown the foreland lone,
From aloft they loftier rise —
Fair columns, in the aureola rolled
From sunned Greek seas and skies.
They wax, sublimed to fancy's view,