The New European,
in need of a costume
rifles through the storehouse of history
but finds none that quite fit…
We may consider the twenty-first century (common age)
with regard to these wayward
predilections of style…
In vain, we parade ourselves as Romantic,
or Baroque, or…
But, alas, nothing now suits us.
The spirit, being spirit,
spies an advantage in this,
We are a fledgling age of Carnival,
in our ill-fitting garb
we make ready to take to the World Stage…
As Buffoons of God!