How little do they see what is, who frame Their hasty judgement upon that which seems! - Robert Southey

He came to ask what he had found,
That was so large, and smooth, and round.

And everybody praised the Duke
Who this great fight did win."
"But what good came of it at last?"
Quoth little Peterkin.
"Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
"But 'twas a famous victory.

How, then, was the Devil dressed?
Oh! he was in his Sunday's best;
His coat was red, and his breeches were blue,
And there was a hole where his tail came through.