My Picture-Gallery

  In a little house keep I pictures suspended, it is not a fixd house,
  It is round, it is only a few inches from one side to the other;
  Yet behold, it has room for all the shows of the world, all memories!
  Here the tableaus of life, and here the groupings of death;
  Here, do you know this? this is cicerone himself,
  With finger raisd he points to the prodigal pictures.