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lines on nonsense.
Reason oft speaks unbidden,
And chides us to our face;
For which she should be chidden,
And taught to know her place.

While nonsense smiles and chatters,
And says such charming things,
Like youthful hope she flatters;
And like a syren sings.

Her charm 's from fancy borrowed,
For she is fancy's pet;
Her name is on her forehead,
In rainbow colors set.

Then, nonsense let us cherish.
Far, far from reason's light;
Lest in her light she perish,
And vanish from our sight.