An Enigma + 

вАЬSeldom we find,вАЭ says Solomon Don Dunce, + 

вАЬHalf an idea in the profoundest sonnet. + 

Through all the flimsy things we see at once + 

As easily as through a Naples bonnetвБ†вАФ + 

Trash of all trash!вБ†вАФhow can a lady don it? + 

Yet heavier far than your Petrarchan stuffвБ†вАФ + 

Owl-downy nonsense that the faintest puff + 

Twirls into trunk-paper the while you con it.вАЭ + 

And, veritably, Sol is right enough. + 

The general tuckermanities are arrant + 

BubblesвБ†вАФephemeral and so transparentвБ†вАФ + 

But this is, nowвБ†вАФyou may depend upon itвБ†вАФ + 

Stable, opaque, immortalвБ†вАФall by dint + 

Of the dear names that lie concealed withinвАЩt. + 