the troops were fortified
                              had entered 
                              the tower

traced and worn to the ground
                              houses of
                              the others

the downfall did with most
                               looked upon
                              dented days

the smaller might mind for
                              once without 
                              altered cause

made us look to their times
                              for manners
                              brought about

perfumed gloves of good birth
                              hold his
                              undrawn motto

“a century too late”
                              of care still 
                              to be seen

in the time of hundreds

the house is still the old

the chase more to their tatstes
                              had done haps
                              we do not