Which I fear that the spirits won't answer, just as yet—
It is a question, I grant, that looks rather queer,
Which is—are their "togs" made out of our atmosphere?
If the cloth is made out of stuff "permeated by our wills"—
And further, if these ghosts are honest, and pay their tailors' bills?
And then, as to the handy craft and crafty hands—
Oh tell us if warm hands, and cold—
So cold! so cold! oh dear!—
Are made in any kind of mould,
Or how they trick 'em out of our "life sphere?"