628 They called me to the Window, for " 'Twas Sunset"—Some one said I only saw a Sapphire Farm And just a Single Herd Of Opal Cattle—feeding far Upon so vain a Hill As even while I looked—dissolved Nor Cattle were—nor Soil But in their stead—a Sea—displayed And Ships—of such a size As Crew of Mountains—could afford And Decks—to seat the skies This—too—the Showman rubbed away And when I looked again Nor Farm—nor Opal Herd—was there Nor Mediterranean