κἀτοπτρον εἴδους χαλκός ἐστ᾿, οἶνος δὲ νοῦ

Be it Homer's, or Hesiod's, my hermeneut of what Greeks know

Yet is Wine- that fairground mirror of my Love- as freak-show

In which, I, alone, to myself, appear- alethic, undistorted

Being, now, ablectic to what marriage aborted.