'Twas mine to dive in Earth with step profound For PROSPER'S Staff, and bid my Plummet sound The depths where, buried, slept his Wizard Roll, And Common Truth and Common Sense control; No Giant task, "weak masters as they are," Their nerves all-pliant and their semblance fair; Well sung the Knight, that "Pleasure is as great Of being cheated deftly, as to cheat."
