And plumbers; and the taps shall freely flow,
Nor shall the leaden pipes presume to show
The shadow of a tendency to burst.
Nay, if the weather be not somewhat cold
It shall be warm. The budding gems of gold,
Should they appear, we shortly may behold,
Flashing amid the prickles of the gorse.
So for the good of man, and beast, and flower
I diligently use my mystic power,
And ever exercise from hour to hour;