When we dream of perfect rest
Comes full many a troublous guest.
"March!" With this harsh word the pets.
Turn their outward summersets
Coolness wakes activity;
Time well-filled glides pleasantly.
Means of sport are handy too,
Here a stocking—there a shoe.
These, before the morning glow,
Curious changes undergo.
When he comes the boys to wake,
And beholds the frightful wreck,
Pale the father cries: "This will
Be a monstrous heavy bill!"
Vengeful claws are in the air;
Feigning sleep, the rogues lie there;
