And take forty winks at mine ease!
My dreams are pleasant, so I don't care.
I'll sit and snooze in my Easy Chair!
There's nothing of note in the papers,
There's nothing to do or to say:
We suffer extremely from "vapours"—
The fog and the damp of each day.
Though cities be frozen or flooded,
'Tis useless to fume or to fret;
Though friends are bespattered and mudded—