Take equal parts of dust and slime.
And there you have my mortar."
"I build my wall with many a trick,
So shrewd as to astound one;
With here and there a rotten brick,
And here and there a sound one."
The Artful Plumber resumes his plaint;—
"The sewer-pipe I love to lay,
Connecting with the cistern;
And where's the law that dares to say,