I abide in a goodly Museum,  
 Frequented by sages profound:  
 'Tis a kind of strange mausoleum,  
 Where the beasts that have vanished abound.  
 There's a bird of the ages Triassic,  
 With his antediluvian beak,  
 And many a reptile Jurassic,  
 And many a monster antique.
'Ballad of the Ichthyosaurus', Dreams to Sell (1887)























