A monster with a glass  
 Computes the stamens in a breath—  
 And has her in a “class”! 
  
 Whereas I took the Butterfly  
 Aforetime in my hat— 
 He sits erect in “Cabinets”—  
 The Clover bells forgot. 
  
 What once was “Heaven”  
 Is “Zenith” now— 
 Where I proposed to go  
 When Time’s brief masquerade was done  
 Is mapped and charted too.