Let me see: -- in a list of the spirits of evil, What names should we happen to find; Hobgoblin, and demon, ghost, sprite, fiend, and devil, And a little imp ling'ring behind. What a terrible set to form a community, Did reason not scout such a thought; We laugh at these dreams, while living in unity, With peace, joy, and innocence, fraught. Thus I've guess'd at the meaning of Lacey's Charade, And impunity hope I may gain; If not, I must look for some better man's aid, And in future from riddling refrain. |