And by a shock of electricity,
(I tell the truth without duplicity)
I did (what won’t again be soon done)
E’en fairly knock the man in the moon down![29]
On ocean’s bottom we can travel,
Thorough mud and thorough gravel;
While over head hoarse tempests hurtle
With more adroitness than a turtle.
Priestly first caused our head to teem
With this most eligible scheme,