They called me to the Window, for Twas Sunset Some one said I only saw a Sapphire Farm and just a Single Herd Of Opal Cattle feeding far Upon so vain a Hill As even while I looked dissolved Nor Cattle were nor Soil.
But in their stead a Sea displayed And Ships of such a size
As Crew of Mountains could afford And Decks to seat the skies.
This too the Showman rubbed away And when I looked again Nor Farm nor Opal. Herd was there Nor Mediterranean.