But!—It just couldn't be
science
that's hauling
this ponderous,
chary and
frosty octagonal thing
gradually—above
the whole grateful
sighing ménage
of orange trees and old castles
that happened to spring
from the chunky autumnal
region of rock
that you survey below—come
on!—think
hard!—everybody
at some point
or other—has felt that there's
something
that's far, far too heavy
for physics
to lift—let alone carry!
