from Hope once told an interviewer, If he has a flaw, and

Yet that was not at all the view

Policeman deemed that he was meant

Profound detective deeds to do,

Now there was nothing to detect

None faked a cly, nor cracked a crib,

Nor prigged a wipe, nor told a fib,--

He know not Love, he did not care,

If Love be born on mountains bare;