a very singularly deep

I asked Cameron what genius was. He answered in his Cameron way, that is, over and under and through the woods... and broke out in to lyrics from a Gilbert and Sullivan's Patience.
It amused me greatly, so I thought I would share it:


If you're anxious for to shine in the high aesthetic line
as a man of culture rare,
You must get up all the germs of the transcendental terms,
and plant them ev'rywhere.
You must lie upon the daisies and discourse in novel phrases
of your complicated state of mind,
The meaning doesn't matter if it's only idle chatter
of a transcendental kind.

And ev'ry one will say,
As you walk your mystic way,
"If this young man expresses himself in terms too deep for me,
Why, what a very singularly deep young man
this deep young man must be!"