Rhyme? and reason? . And feels himself, like one in sleep, Glide swiftly down again,A helpless weight, from steep to steep,Till, with a headlong giddy sweep. He drops upon the plain-So I, that had resolved to bring Conviction to a ghost,And found it quite a different thingFrom any human arguing. •^5^ Yet dared not quit my post 46 PHANTASMAGORIA. But, keeping still the end in view To which I hoped to come,I strove to prove the matter trueBy putting everything I knewInto an axiom : Commencing every single phraseWith therefore or because, I blindly reeled, a hundred ways, About the syllogistic ma
Rhyme? and reason? . And feels himself, like one in sleep, Glide swiftly down again,A helpless weight, from steep to steep,Till, with a headlong giddy sweep. He drops upon the plain-So I, that had resolved to bring Conviction to a ghost,And found it quite a different thingFrom any human arguing. •^5^ Yet dared not quit my post 46 PHANTASMAGORIA. But, keeping still the end in view To which I hoped to come,I strove to prove the matter trueBy putting everything I knewInto an axiom : Commencing every single phraseWith therefore or because, I blindly reeled, a hundred ways, About the syllogistic maze, Unconscious where I was. Quoth he Thats regular clap-trap:Dont bluster any more. Now do be cool and take a nap ! Such a ridiculous old chapWas never seen before ! You re like a man I used to meet,Who got one day so furiousIn arguing, the simple heatScorched both his slippers off his feet !I said Thats very curious!. SCORCHED BOTH HIS SLIPPERS OFF HIS FEET 48 PHANTASMAGOKIA. Well, it is curious, I agree, And sounds perhaps like fibs:But still its true as true can be—As sure as your name s Tibbs, said said My name s not Tibbs. ^^Not Tibbs! he cried—his tone became A shade or two less hearty—* Why, no, said I. My proper nameIs Tibbels—? * Tibbets ? Aye, the same.*Why, then youre not the party! With that he struck the board a blowThat shivered half the glasses. Why couldnt you have told me so Three quarters of an hour prince of all the asses ? To walk four miles through mud and rain,To spend the night in smoking. And then to find that its in vain— And I ve to do it all again—•Its really too provoking ! DYSCOMFYTURE. 49
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