Nebuchadnezzar's Dream

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by John Keats

BEFORE he went to feed with owls and bats   

 Nebuchadnezzar had an ugly dream,    

Worse than an Hus’if’s when she thinks her cream

Made a Naumachia for mice and rats.

So scared, he sent for that ‘Good King of Cats’    

Young Daniel, who soon did pluck away the beam    

From out his eye, and said he did not deem

The sceptre worth a straw–his Cushions old door-mats.

A horrid nightmare similar somewhat    

Of late has haunted a most motley crew,       

Most loggerheads and Chapmen–we are told

That any Daniel tho’ he be a sot    

Can make the lying lips turn pale of hue       

By belching out ‘ye are that head of Gold’.