(3) The sound and fury so intense, that often
The Muse's corpse is justled from her coffin,
Where she lay dying in a rattling hearse
Driven by Faulkner, Wolfe, and even worse.
When tragedy descends from Court to hovel
Fit men make no fit subject for a novel,
But only monsters whose creators, even,
Confuse them, and John reappears as Stephen,--
(4) A trifling slip, no doubt, it yet suffices
To limit the consistency to vices;
Except that one must ponder if the style
Or matter is consistently more vile.
They look not to the distant mountains, Death
Is in their eyes and madness in their breath.
(5) Around, in neber-lifting vapors surled
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