Nay, The sun is single, but her eyes are twain, — Twain firmaments that mock with heavenlier hue The heavens' less lordly and less gracious blue, And lit with sunlier sunlight through and through.

[…]My father / Is hard at study. Pray now, rest yourself;

Vortex rings are rarely noticed unless the motion is revealed by suspended particles, as in smoke rings.

'They don't give a fuck what 'appens to us'uns.'