Nonsense

  GOOD reader, if you e’er have seen,     When Phœbus hastens to his pillow,     The mermaids with their tresses green   Dancing upon the western billow;   If you have seen at twilight dim,     When the lone spirit’s vesper hymn     Floats wild along the winding shore, The fairy train their ringlets weave   Glancing along the spangled green;     I you have seen all this, and more—   God bless me! what a deal you ’ve seen!