Sweet, when the morn is gray;
Sweet, when they cleared away
Lunch; at the close of day
    Possibly sweetest.
(Из Кэлверли.)

Там же, бессмертное, из Диккенса:

Say, have fiends in shape of boys,
With wild halloo, and brutal noise,
Hunted thee from marshy joys,
  With a dog,
  Expiring frog!
[Classical Tradition, p. 638.]