Said Field to Dr. Reilly, "You
Are like the moon, for you get brighter
When you get full, and it is true
Your heavy woes thereby grow lighter."
"And you" the Doctor answer made,
"Are like, the moon because you borrow
The capital on which you trade—
As I'm acquainted, to my sorrow!"
"'Tis true I'm like the moon, I know,"
Replied the poor but honest wight,