Who would believe what strange bugbears

 Mankind creates itself of fears

 That spring like fern that insect weed

 Equivocally, without seed?

And have no possible foundation,

But merely in the imagination?

 And yet can do more dreadful feats

Than hags, with all their imps and teats.

Make more bewitch and haunt themselves,

Than all their nurseries of elves.

For fear does things so like a witch

Tis hard to unriddle which is which