LINES ON NONSENSE.
Yes, nonsense is a treasure!
I love it from my heart;
The only earthly pleasure
That never will depart.
I love it from my heart;
The only earthly pleasure
That never will depart.
But, as for stupid reason,
That stalking, ten-foot rule,
She 's always out of season,
A tedious, testy fool.
That stalking, ten-foot rule,
She 's always out of season,
A tedious, testy fool.
She 's like a walking steeple,
With a clock for face and eyes,
Still bawling to all people,
Time bids us to be wise.
With a clock for face and eyes,
Still bawling to all people,
Time bids us to be wise.
While nonsense on the spire
A weathercock you 'll find,
Than reason soaring higher,
And changing with the wind.
A weathercock you 'll find,
Than reason soaring higher,
And changing with the wind.
The clock too oft deceives,
Says what it cannot prove;
While every one believes
The vane that turns above.
Says what it cannot prove;
While every one believes
The vane that turns above.
