A Parody On Euripides's Lyric Verse

Halcyons ye by the flowing sea
  Waves that warble twitteringly,
  Circling over the tumbling blue,
  Dipping your down in its briny dew,
  Spi-i-iders in corners dim
  Spi-spi-spinning your fairy film,
  Shuttles echoing round the room
  Silver notes of the whistling loom,
  Where the light-footed dolphin skips
  Down the wake of the dark-prowed ships,
  Over the course of the racing steed
  Where the clustering tendrils breed
  Grapes to drown dull care in delight,
  Oh! mother make me a child again just for to-night!
  I don't exactly see how that last line is to scan,
  But that's a consideration I leave to our musical man.