That was a way of putting it - not very satisfactory:
A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion,
Leaving one still with the intolerable wrestle
With words and meanings. The poetry does not matter.
It was not (to start again) what one had expected.

The oil did not boil but did bubble a bit
Seven inches deep in a pan 2x4 feet
Liquid gold in August’s midday sun
Briquettes burning bright beneath
Uncle Bob Uncle Bill and Grandpa Fred