Of Burberry's staunch advance and might,
In two and twenty winters' turn,
Foreseen the gain, the golden light,
In faith of fates, the numbers spurn.
In Siemens's realm of second fame,
The healthineer a weakness born,
Yet order, gold and winds of claim,
Shall lift the price, ere break of morn.
Alas, the metals' slip concerns,
Midst hope of debt's vast ceiling bound,
As Eastern gales withdraw returns,
And ebon clouds of doubt resound.
