When the siesta they would fain invite;
But 'neath the pump will indolently lie,
While lackeys work away with all their might.
No more will builders try their utmost skill,
As now, to render houses waterproof;
But all their tiles in little holes they'll drill
And make a shower-bath in every roof.
Economists will search in every street
For friendly water-spouts supplied with rain;
Where, gratis, they may with the luxury meet—