suits him best.” “What! if the other is more probable?”

And maybe the great-grandson of that house,

For all its bronze and marble, 's but a mouse.

O what if gardens where the peacock strays

With delicate feet upon old terraces,

Or else all Juno from an urn displays

Before the indifferent garden deities;

O what if levelled lawns and gravelled ways

Where slippered Contemplation finds his ease