Aha, you foolhardy sunbeam—caught 
 With a single splash from my ewer! 
 You that would mock the best pursuer, 
 Was my basin over-deep? 
 One splash of water ruins you asleep, 
 And up, up fleet your brilliant bits 
 Wheeling and counterwheeling, 
 Reeling, broken beyond healing— 
 Now grow together on the ceiling! 
 That will task your wits! 
 Whoever quenched fire first, hoped to see