“Oh, That‘ Twere Possible!”

Oh, that 'twere possible After those words inane For me to read The Times Ever again!

When I was wont to read it In the early morning hours, In a mood 'twixt wrath and mirth, I exclaimed: "Alas, Ye Powers, These ideas are fainter, quainter Than anything on earth!"

A paper's laid before me. Not thou, not like to thee. Dear me, if it were possible The Times should ever see How very far the times have moved (Spelt with a little "t").