古瓶臲卼背穹隆，独坐尘埃诉苦衷：『想是匠人年已老，摩挲雕琢手龙钟。
注：After a momentary silence spake
Some Vessel of a more ungainly Make;
"They sneer at me for leaning all awry;
What! did the hand then of the Potter shake?"