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If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - -Title: Lays of Ancient Babyland - to which are added Small Divers Histories not known to the Ancients - -Author: Anonymous - -Release Date: May 19, 2016 [EBook #52103] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LAYS OF ANCIENT BABYLAND *** - - - - -Produced by Emmy, MWS and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - - - - - - - - - - _Lately Published, price 5s., or with Plates on - India, 7s. 6d._ - - ILLUSTRATED WITH ETCHINGS BY - GEORGE CRUIKSHANK - - THE - BEE AND THE WASP - - A FABLE IN VERSE - - [Illustration] - - BASIL MONTAGU PICKERING - - 196 PICCADILLY LONDON W. - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -Lays of Ancient Babyland - -_to which are added_ - -divers small Histories - -not known to the - -_Ancients_. - -[Illustration] - - - - - Lays of Ancient Babyland - - to which are added - - DIVERS SMALL HISTORIES - - not known to the - - ANCIENTS - - _Dedicated, with much respect, but without - permission, to the_ - - BABIES OF ENGLAND - - [Illustration: ALDI - - DISCIP. - - ANGLVS] - - - LONDON - - BASIL M. PICKERING, 196, PICCADILLY - - 1857 - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - - TO AUGUSTA MARY, - - _for whose amusement the following stories were - from time to time written,_ - - THIS LITTLE VOLUME, - - _in which they are now collected, is inscribed - for a memorial of the happy - days of her earliest - childhood._ - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -CONTENTS. - - - Whittington and his Cat 1 - The Three Wishes 33 - Little Red-riding-hood 43 - Jack the Giant-killer 55 - - - DIVERS SMALL HISTORIES - - The Vain Mouse 79 - Cock Robin and Jenny Wren 83 - The Proud Eagle 87 - Young Lumpkin’s Hyæna 91 - The Young Thrushes 95 - M. P., or the Magpie 101 - The Pigeon and the Hen 105 - The Oyster and the Muscle 109 - - - - - The True History of - MAISTER WHITTINGTON - AND HIS CAT. - - _As it is spoken or sung in the streets of the - great city of London on the ninth - day of November._ - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -Whittington and his Cat. - - - God prosper long our good Lord Mayor, - And give him wealth and wit! - A little wisdom too mote well - His judgement-seat befit. - - Come listen all ye prentice lads, - Sore set to drudge and fast, - How that good luck and industrie - Will make a man at last. - -[Sidenote: Whittington,] - - When our third Edward ruled the land, - A king of glorious fame, - An humble boy there lived also, - Dick Whittington by name. - -[Sidenote: an orphan boy,] - - His father and his mother too - Were laid beneath the sod: - But he was left, and all alone - The path of misery trod. - -[Sidenote: destitute,] - - No woollen hose wore he, nor shoes - Upon his shivering feet; - A tatter’d cloak was all he had - To ward the rain and sleet. - - Yet, though his breast was cold without, - His heart was warm within; - And he grumbled not, for well he wot - That envy is a sin. - -[Sidenote: but industrious,] - - And he would fight with all his might - To earn his daily bread: - Alas, to think how oft he went - All supperless to bed! - -[Sidenote: had heard great reports of London.] - - Now he had heard of London town, - And what the folks did there: - How aldermen did eat and drink, - And plenty had to spare. - - And how the streets were full of shops, - And shops were full of food; - Of beef, and mutton, cheese and ham, - And every thing that’s good. - - And how the men and women all - Were lords and ladies there; - And little boys were rigg’d as smart - As monkeys at a fair. - - But what most wonderful did seem, - Of all he had heard told, - Was how the streets of that great town - Were paved with solid gold. - -[Sidenote: Resolved to get there,] - - Heyday! thought he, if only I - Could get to that fine place! - ’Twould not be long ere I would change - My miserable case. - -[Sidenote: he makes his way on foot.] - - Now started off for London town - Before the break of day, - He fared beside a waggoner - Who drove his team that way. - - All day they trudged until the sun - Had sunk behind the hill; - And when he rose again next morn - He saw them trudging still. - -[Sidenote: His joy to behold that land of plenty.] - - At length a multitudinous smoke - Hid half th’ horizon round: - And such a sight of chimney-pots! - Dick gaped with joy and stound. - - He thought how often he had lain - Beneath the cold damp air; - While here was house-room sure for all, - And fires i’faith to spare. - - ’Twere hard indeed if one should need - A chimney-corner here: - And from the drays that block’d the ways - Small lack could be of beer. - - ’Twas thus thought Dick, and so full quick - The waggoner he left; - And was not long, ere thro’ the throng - His nimble way he cleft. - -[Sidenote: His subsequent disappointment;] - - Thro’ street, thro’ lane, full fast he ran; - But marvell’d to behold - The ways all strown with dirt and stone, - And not with solid gold. - - And folks were not all lords he thought, - Nor ladies of degree: - For here were rags, and here were tags, - As in his own countrie. - -[Sidenote: when hungry and cold,] - - Yet, where such plenty seem’d of all - A hungry lad mote need, - Tho’ rags were there he did not care: - He could not fail to speed. - -[Sidenote: he is neither fed by the victualler;] - - So at a shop he made a stop: - Before his well-spread board - The vict’ller stood, in jolly mood; - Dick thought he was a lord. - - In cap ydight and waistcoat white - He beckon’d folks within; - While fumes arose to tell the nose - Of all that savoury bin. - - Dick’s joy was great to see the meat; - So in he ran with haste: - Alas! roast beef is nought but grief - To such as may not taste. - - The vict’ller’s eye right scornfully - Scann’d Dick from foot to head; - Who begg’d, for love of God above, - A bit of meat and bread. - - “For one small groat it may be bought; - “I’faith it is not dear: - “But no sirloin withouten coin, - “Nor room for beggars here.” - - Thereat a pamper’d cur rush’d forth - And bit Dick’s naked feet: - Who by the wrathful victualler - Was shoved into the street. - -[Sidenote: nor covered by the clothier;] - - Next shivering in his tatter’d dress - He view’d a clothier’s store; - But, as he was all penniless, - They drove him from the door. - - Ah, tradesmen sleek! ah, Christians meek! - Why will ye swell with pride, - When ragged want or wretched woe - Stands shivering at your side? - -[Sidenote: nor even heeded by any body.] - - Alas, poor boy! what could he do? - The busy crowd swept past: - But all on self intent, or pelf, - No eye on him was cast. - - He strove to beg: some heard him not, - And some would not believe: - Some heard him and believed him too, - But yet would not relieve. - -[Sidenote: Want most grievous in the midst of plenty.] - - Oh! hunger is a galling thing, - Where nought is there to eat; - But three times more it galleth sore - To starve midst bread and meat. - -[Sidenote: At last he is noticed by a merchant-citizen,] - - Now just as Dick all spent and sick - Had laid him down to die, - A citizen of gentle mien - It chanced came walking by. - - A merchant he of high degree, - With ruffles all of lace; - And Nature’s true nobility - Was blazon’d in his face. - -[Sidenote: who takes him home, and feeds him.] - - He up did pick and home led Dick, - And gave him food to eat: - Then sent him to a clean warm bed, - Not back into the street. - - “Thank God! for that I pass’d that way - “This night,“ the good man cried; - “For had I walk’d another way, - “Poor boy! he might have died.” - - The morning come, Dick early rose, - And thank’d him from his heart; - And told him how no friend on earth - He had to take his part. - -[Sidenote: This merchant becomes his friend.] - - “Then I’m your friend,” the kind man cried, - “And you shall live with me: - “And you shall tend my merchandize, - “And keep my granary.” - -[Sidenote: and employs him in his granary;] - - How danced for joy the lucky boy, - To see his alter’d plight! - He watch’d his granary by day, - And lock’d it fast by night. - - Now stored within this granary, - Were corn and wine and oil, - And cheese and other precious things - Which rats and mice do spoil. - -[Sidenote: where there lived a cat,] - - So there with Dick ydwelt a cat; - A tabby cat was she: - As sleek and soft, and eke as fat, - As any cat could be. - -[Sidenote: of social temper,] - - And she about his legs would purr, - And on his knees would sit; - And every meal he took, for her - He saved a dainty bit. - -[Sidenote: and high quality.] - - And not a mouse came near her house - But swallow’d was alive: - And not a rat but felt her pat: - No wonder she did thrive! - -[Sidenote: The birth of a kitten:] - - Now scarce three moons had waned and fill’d, - Since Dick’s lone hours she cheer’d, - When at her side, as Heaven will’d, - A kitten there appear’d. - -[Sidenote: and Dick’s twofold delight thereafter.] - - Then Dick’s delight was doubled quite; - For one may well avouch, - Whatever fun there was in one - In two was twice as much. - -[Sidenote: This kitten’s surpassing beauty,] - - All black and red this kitten’s head - Look’d like a polish’d stone: - All red and black this kitten’s back - Like tortoiseshell it shone. - - Full sure I am that well its dam - Might dote on such a kit: - The very rats that flee from cats - Would stand and stare at it. - -[Sidenote: and most pleasant humour.] - - Its tail it whisk’d and leapt and frisk’d, - In weather fair and foul: - Or cold, or hot, it matter’d not - To such a merry soul. - - But who could see such joyful glee - And not be joyous too? - So Dick forgot his sorry lot - And laugh’d as others do. - -[Sidenote: Dick acquires his first property.] - - Which when the merchant saw, and how - The kitten it was grown, - Of his free gift to Whittington - He gave it for his own. - -[Illustration] - - -[Illustration] - - -PART II. - - Come listen all, both great and small, - Of high and low degree; - That ye may know this true story - And live in charity. - - As wealth by waste and idle taste - Soon falls to penury, - So small estate becometh great - By luck and industry. - - Content then be in poverty, - In wealth of humble mind; - Like children of one family - To one another kind. - -[Sidenote: The venture of the merchant] - - This merchant now in foreign parts - A venture fain would make; - And all the folk of his household - Were free to share the stake. - -[Sidenote: joined by each of his domestics.] - - One risk’d a shilling, one a groat, - And one a coin of gold; - And every one his stake anon - To the ship’s captain told. - -[Sidenote: Dick’s jesting offer] - - Then half in jest, and half in shame, - Dick fetch’d his kitten down: - “I too,” he to the captain cried, - “Will venture all my own.” - -[Sidenote: to the surprise of all] - - The servants laugh’d: Dick would have wept, - And therefore laugh’d the more; - But soon they stared for wonderment - Who laugh’d so loud before. - -[Sidenote: taken in earnest by the Captain.] - - For now the Captain, “Done,” he cried, - “A bargain by my fay:” - And call’d the ship’s-mate in a trice, - To stow the cat away. - -[Sidenote: The cat is taken aboard.] - - He came so quick, no time had Dick - To countervail his joke: - So all aboard poor Puss was stored - Among the sea-going folk. - -[Sidenote: The ship sails.] - - Now from her mooring, all ataut, - Put off at turn of tide, - Adown the river’s ebbing flood - The gallant bark did glide. - - And, like some heavenward-soaring bird, - She faced the open seas; - And seem’d as sick of land to spread - Her wings before the breeze. - -[Sidenote: The cat at sea.] - - Then, as she flew, Puss fetch’d a mew, - As if to say--poor me! - To think that I a land-bred cat - Should thus be press’d to sea! - - But, ere a week was past and gone, - He changed this plaintive tone, - And, like a jolly sailor-boy, - Purr’d gaily up and down. - - For lean and fat a ship-board cat - He found hath both to spare; - And legs by hosts for rubbing posts - Are always lounging there. - - And then he oft would run aloft, - And just look out to sea; - Nor e’er a boy could scream _ahoy_ - In shriller note than he. - -[Sidenote: The ship’s course.] - - The fresh wind blew; the light bark flew, - And clear’d the channel’s mouth; - Through Biscay’s bay then cut her way, - And bore towards the South. - -[Sidenote: Bound for Africa.] - - For she was bound for Afric ground, - Where wretched negroes dwell; - Who waste their days in idle ways, - As I am loth to tell. - - Nathless the soil withouten toil - God’s gracious bounty yields; - And gum drops free from every tree - Along the sunny fields. - - And we are told how dust of gold - Stains all the river sands: - And huge beasts shed their ivory tusks - About the desert lands. - -[Sidenote: The unthriftiness of the negroes.] - - Now what is not with trouble got - Is seldom kept with care: - For foresight and economy - To idlesse strangers are. - - So these poor souls their goodly stores, - Not needed for the day, - For trifles and for tromperie - They barter all away. - -[Sidenote: The ship sails past the cape of St. Vincent;] - - Three days, three nights our gallant ship - Her southward course had steer’d, - When o’er her larboard at the dawn - Saint Vincent’s cape appear’d. - - Still southward yet three days three nights - Her steady prow she bore; - But when again Sol gilt the main - Was spied Marocco’s shore. - -[Sidenote: anchors off the coast of Marocco.] - - Now shouts of joy and busy noise - Salute the rising day: - The coast was made, the ship was stay’d, - And anchor’d in the bay. - - As when a stranger hawk, that long - Hath soar’d in middle air, - Borne earthward on a tree alights, - And makes his station there; - - The myriad tenants of the grove - Would fain his purpose know; - And flock around, yet hold aloof - For fear to meet a foe: - -[Sidenote: The wonderment of the negroes.] - - ’Twas thus the negroes throng’d the beach, - To view a ship at sea: - While some drew down their light canoes; - What mote the strange bark be? - - Or friend--or foe? They long’d to know, - Yet durst not venture near: - Till soon the boat was all afloat, - And off to lay their fear. - -[Sidenote: Their king and queen] - - Afront were seen a king and queen, - Whom all the rest obey’d: - And all the good things of the land - Belong’d to them, ’twas said. - -[Sidenote: invited by the Captain] - - Which when the captain heard, and how - They had an ample hoard, - Their companie requested he - To dine with him on board. - -[Sidenote: go on board.] - - Now, wafted o’er the azure lake, - The king and eke his queen, - Behold them seated on the deck: - The captain sat between. - -[Sidenote: Puss salutes his Majesty after European fashion.] - - But ere the dinner it was served, - While yawn’d the king for meat, - Just to divert the royal mind, - Puss rubb’d against his feet. - - Now you must know the royal toe - It ticklish was to touch: - But Puss rubb’d he so daintily, - The king he liked it much. - - Then to his bride he spake aside, - And e’en was speaking yet, - When lo!--the platter came,--whereat - The rest he did forget. - -[Sidenote: The dinner.] - - Now both did eat their fill of meat, - As suiteth royalty: - No lack was there of the ship’s best fare, - And grog flow’d copiously. - -[Sidenote: Puss joins the carousal,] - - And both did quaff, and both did laugh, - And both sang merrily: - Till Puss could stay no more away, - But came to join the glee. - -[Sidenote: his pleasantry.] - - His tail he whisk’d, and leapt and frisk’d, - As he was wont before: - Whereat the king and eke the queen - For very mirth did roar. - -[Sidenote: The royal whim] - - Then up he gat, and sware an oath-- - That, for so droll a thing, - In barter, of his choicest goods - A shipload he would bring. - -[Sidenote: indulged at much cost.] - - Thereat the captain--“Done,” he cried - “A bargain by my fay!” - And sent his whole ship’s-company - To fetch the goods away. - -[Sidenote: A merry night.] - - Now laugh’d the king and laugh’d the Queen, - And laugh’d the captain he: - A bargain struck at festive board - Doth please so mightily. - - The goods were brought, the ship was fraught, - And stow’d away full tight. - The king and queen, they drank till e’en, - And slept on board that night. - -[Sidenote: The next morning.] - - The captain rose at early dawn - And call’d to th’ king anon: - “This cat is thine, this cargo’s mine; - And now I must begone.” - - The king awoke and waked the queen, - Who slept so heavily, - That full ten minutes pass’d away, - Before that she could see. - -[Sidenote: The king’s maudlin humour.] - - Then clasping Puss within her arms - She nursed him like a child. - The king his humour now was sad; - Nathless the monarch smiled. - -[Sidenote: The king and queen depart with puss.] - - Then down the vessel’s side he stepp’d, - And down the queen stepp’d she. - And Puss was handed down perforce - To join their company. - - Alongside lay the king’s canoe, - Well mann’d with negroes ten; - Who swift row’d off the royal pair, - With Puss all snug between. - -[Sidenote: The ship weighs anchor,] - - Then sung the Captain--“all hand’s up, - The anchor haul amain: - Unfurl the sails, and point the prow - For British lands again.” - -[Sidenote: and sails homeward.] - - Tis done: from out the tranquil bay - Our goodly vessel glides; - And, homeward bound, on Ocean’s back - Right gallantly she rides. - -[Illustration] - - - - -PART III. - - -[Sidenote: Dick’s whole estate.] - - NOW when the merchant gave to Dick - That kitten for his own, - No thing he had alive or dead - On earth save it alone. - -[Sidenote: His regret at its loss;] - - And so enamour’d had he grown - Of this his property, - That sooth his heart did sorely smart - When Puss was sent to sea. - -[Sidenote: His melancholy vein,] - - Then all was lonely as before; - Again he rued his plight: - He moped in solitude all day, - And lay awake all night. - -[Sidenote: and wayward fancy.] - - So dismal and so desolate - The granary now it seem’d, - He long’d in the green fields to be, - And where the sunshine gleam’d. - -[Sidenote: He deserts his trust,] - - Alas! how weak our nature is - Its cravings to resist: - For Dick betray’d his master’s trust - To follow his own list. - -[Sidenote: and wanders into the fields.] - - He stroll’d abroad into the fields, - He knew not where nor why; - Regardless of his duty quite - About the granary. - -[Sidenote: The Lord Mayor’s day.] - - Now as it chanced the new Lord Mayor - Of London, that same day, - To meet the king at Westminster - In state had ta’en his way. - -[Sidenote: Bow bells] - - With such a charge the city-barge - Did proudly flaunt along: - And the bells of Bow were nothing slow - To greet him with--_ding, dong_. - -[Sidenote: heard by Dick.] - - While truant Dick all sad and sick - Was wandering in despair, - Hark! hark! the music of Bow-bells - Came wafted on the air. - -[Sidenote: What they seemed to say.] - - They seem’d to say--_Turn Whit-ting-ton_: - _Again turn Whit-ting-ton_: - And when he listen’d still, they said-- - _Lord May-or of Lon-don_. - - Again he heard the self-same words - Repeated by the chimes; - Yet trusted not, till he had heard - The same an hundred times. - -[Sidenote: His repentance and return.] - - “It must be so: and I will go - Back to my granary. - Oh shame! to be so false while he - Was true and kind to me.” - - He turn’d, and reach’d the granary - Before the fall of day: - And not a living soul e’er knew - That he had run away. - -[Sidenote: his good resolves,] - - This foolish prank he sorely rued; - But now that it was o’er, - And he all right again, he vow’d - He ne’er would do so more. - -[Sidenote: rewarded by peace of mind.] - - And so that night in peace he slept, - And so to joy he rose: - But while he slept, he thought he trod - Upon the Lord Mayor’s toes. - -[Sidenote: His prophetic dream.] - - Patience--patience! my little boy; - Take heed to save your skin: - The Lord Mayor is a portly man, - And thou but small and thin. - - Beware of cage, beware of cat - That tails hath three times three: - For he may strip, and he may whip, - And he may ’mprison thee. - - All in his sleep this sage advice - Seem’d whisper’d to his ear: - Nathless right on the Lord Mayor’s toe - He stood withouten fear. - -[Sidenote: A visiter] - - Again the day had pass’d away, - And night was creeping o’er, - When such a knock as mote him shock - Was thunder’d at his door. - -[Sidenote: brings tidings of his luck.] - - “Hallo! hallo! why batter so?” - In trembling voice he sung: - Whereat wide-open flew the door, - And in the Captain sprung. - - “Good luck, good luck! my jolly buck! - Why whimper there and whine? - Cheer up now Maister Whittington, - For--all the cargo’s thine.” - -[Sidenote: His incredulity.] - - But Dick was so much used to woe, - He dared not trust on weal: - Nor had he zest to point a jest - To rouse the sailor’s peal. - -[Sidenote: The congratulations of the household.] - - Till soon the household made aware - Came rattling at the door, - And greeted Maister Whittington, - Who was poor Dick before. - - They led him forth a man of worth, - And humbly call’d him _Sire_; - And placed him in a huge arm-chair - Before the merchant’s fire. - - The good man heard the rumour’d word - And eke his daughter fair; - And both ran straight to where he sate - All in this huge arm-chair. - - ’Twas then the merchant laugh’d aloud, - And then the maiden smiled: - And then the servants bow’d to him - They had before reviled. - -[Sidenote: The virtue of riches.] - - For Poverty may blameless be, - Yet is an unblest thing; - And wealth, for all that good men preach, - Doth sure obeisance bring. - - This truth found Dick, who grew full quick - Into an honour’d man; - Yet was he loth to let his luck - Abide where it began. - -[Sidenote: His active industry,] - - So join’d he jolly venturers - In every good emprise; - It was no niggard share he staked - In all their argosies. - -[Sidenote: rewarded.] - - All lucky he came off at sea; - But luckier far on land, - Whenas the merchant’s daughter fair - Gave him her heart and hand. - -[Sidenote: His honours.] - - Next he became an Alderman, - And Lord Mayor before long: - And then--oh! how the bells of Bow - Did greet him with _ding-dong_. - - E’en on that day they seem’d to say - _Lord May-or of Lon-don_: - But when he listen’d still they said - _Sir Rich-ard Whit-ting-ton_. - -[Sidenote: His charity.] - - Then thought he on the luckless lad - That swept the granary floor; - Nor ever in the pride of wealth - Did he forget the poor. - - And so God save our good Lord Mayor, - And give him wealth and wit: - But never let a prentice-lad - Dick Whittington forget. - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -THE THREE WISHES. - - -_A Lay sung in small Families during the Moon which follows next to -that which is known as the Honey-moon._ - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -The Three Wishes. - - - IN wedlock once (’twas years agone) - Were join’d a simple pair; - The man in sooth was wondrous poor, - The woman wondrous fair. - -[Sidenote: Love is not covetous,] - - What wonder then that they should love, - As none e’er loved before; - And tho’ few worldly goods they had, - They coveted no more. - -[Sidenote: but, whether woman’s, or man’s,] - - For woman is a generous thing, - And loves for love alone; - And man he loves for beauty’s sake, - And dotes on flesh and bone. - -[Sidenote: consists not with starvation;] - - But flesh and bone they must be fed, - As all the world doth know; - Withouten food the loveliest flesh - Most hideous soon doth grow. - - Nor bone will thrive on love alone, - If bread and meat it lacks; - Withouten food, the stronger love, - The weaker bone doth wax. - -[Sidenote: and is perill’d by idleness,] - - Now three weeks wedded had they been, - And though he was so poor, - The man, who had no goods within, - Scarce passed without the door. - - The woman loved him still so much, - She wish’d for nought instead; - Yet did she pine, each night to go - All supperless to bed. - - One night as o’er the hearth they sat, - The embers glowing bright, - My dear, quoth he, most fair by day - Thou’rt fairer still by night! - -[Sidenote: which induces want,] - - I too, quoth she, do love thee now - As ne’er I loved before; - Yet, were I not so hungry, I - Methinks should love thee more. - -[Sidenote: discontent,] - - Alas, said he, that poverty - Should such fond hearts betide! - I fain would work,--but love thee so, - I cannot leave thy side: - -[Sidenote: and unavailing wishes:] - - I wish that we were very rich! - She answer’d,--I am thine: - And, though I never cared for wealth, - Thy wishes shall be mine. - - Scarce had they spoke when on the hearth - Appear’d a little fay: - So beautiful she was, the room - It shone as bright as day. - -[Sidenote: of which even the full indulgence] - - Then waving thrice her lily hand, - In silver tones she spake;— - Thrice may ye wish what wish ye please, - And thrice your wish shall take. - - I am your guardian fay, she said, - And joy to see your love: - What would ye more to make you blest - As spirits are above? - - The beauteous fay then vanishing, - The man he kiss’d his wife; - And swore he never was before - So happy in his life. - - Now shall I be a lord, said he, - A bishop, or a king? - We’ll think it o’er to night, nor wish - In haste for any thing. - -[Sidenote: would end in folly.] - - Be it, said she; to-morrow then - We’ll wish one wish, my dear: - In the meantime, I only wish - We had some pudding here. - - Ah! luckless wish! upon the word, - A pudding straightway came: - At which the man wax’d high with rage, - The woman low with shame. - -[Sidenote: Then folly begets anger;] - - And as she hid her blushing eyes, - And crouch’d upon a stool; - The man he rose and stamp’d his foot, - And cursed her for a fool. - - He stamp’d his foot, and clench’d his fist, - And scarce refrain’d from blows: - A pudding! zounds, cried he, I wish - You had it at your nose! - - Up rose the pudding as he spake, - And, like an air-balloon, - Was borne aloft in empty space, - But oh! it settled soon: - -[Sidenote: and anger strife,] - - Too soon it settled on the nose - Of his unhappy wife: - Alas! how soon an angry word - Turns harmony to strife! - - For now the woman sobb’d aloud - To feel the pudding there; - And in her turn was angry too, - And call’d the man a bear. - -[Sidenote: followed by remorse and shame.] - - But when their anger had burnt out, - Its ash remain’d behind; - Remorse and shame that they had been - So foolish and so blind. - - The man brake silence first, and said,— - Two wishes now are gone, - And nothing gain’d; but one remains, - And much may still be done.— - - Oh were it so! but I have gain’d - What much I wish to lose-- - The woman blurted, as she saw - The pudding at her nose. - - Then off the pudding flew amain, - And roll’d into the dish: - For she in sooth unwittingly - Had wish’d the other wish. - - Now when the man saw what was done, - His choler quick return’d; - But when he look’d into her face, - With love again he burn’d. - -[Sidenote: But love consists with a lowly estate,] - - For now she smiled as she was wont, - And seem’d so full of charms, - That all unmindful of the past - He rush’d into her arms. - - Oh! how I joy thou’rt not, she said, - Nor bishop, king, nor lord! - I love thee better as thou art, - I do, upon my word! - - And I, said he, do dote on thee: - For now the pudding’s gone, - There’s not a face in any place - So pretty as thine own! - -[Sidenote: so there be contentment,] - - But as we have the pudding here, - ’Tis all we want,--said she, - Suppose we just sit down awhile - And eat it merrily. - -[Sidenote: and industry.] - - With all my heart, my love, said he, - For I am hungry too: - From this time forth, I’ll strive to earn - Enough for me and you. - -[Sidenote: Moral.] - - The fay then reappear’d, and spake - The moral of my song:— - “Man wants but little here below, - Nor wants that little long.” - - Love is a heavenly prize in sooth, - But earthborn flesh and bone, - If they would love, must live as well, - And cannot love alone. - - Then strive to earn the bread of life, - And guard your body’s health; - But mark--enough is all you want, - And competence is wealth. - - And to that happy soul, who love - With competency blends, - Contentment is a crown of joy!— - And here the moral ends. - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -A brief Account of the sad Accident which befel - -LITTLE RED-RIDING-HOOD - -showing plainly what brought about the same. - -_A Lay of the Nursery, as chanted to simple Music by the -lady-governesses of the olden time._ - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -Little Red-riding-hood. - - - A LITTLE girl once lived in a cottage near a tree, - A pretty little girl she was, and good as she could be. - Her father often kiss’d her; and her mother loved her so, - That if the king had pledged his crown for her, she had said--no. - Her grandmother, who lived in a village through a wood, - Had made her little granddaughter a nice red riding-hood, - This riding-hood she used to wear whenever she walk’d out; - It was so smart, the boys and girls would follow her about. - And all the neighbours loved her, and to see her often came; - And little Dame Red-riding-hood they call’d her for her name. - - One beautiful fine morning when her mother had been churning, - This little girl upon the hearth some nice sweet cakes was turning: - And whisper’d softly to herself, how well our oven bakes! - Oh, how I wish that grandmamma could taste these nice sweet cakes! - Her mother who was close behind, and heard her little mutter, - Then you shall take her some, she said, with some of my fresh butter. - But loiter not upon the road, nor from the footpath stray, - For many wicked folks there be might harm thee by the way. - As soon as she had heard these words, oh! how she jump’d for joy! - For she old granny loved as much as most love a new toy. - She put on her red-riding-hood, and started off in haste; - All eager for her grandmother her nice sweet cakes to taste. - And thus as on she trotted with her basket on her arm, - She little thought that any one would wish to do her harm. - - Now when she came into the wood, through which the footpath lay, - The birds were singing all around, the flowers were blooming gay. - Such yellow buttercups she saw, such violets white and blue, - Such primroses, such sweet-briars, and honey-suckles too; - That, oh! she thought within herself, I wish Mamma were here: - I’m sure she’d let me stop awhile; there can be nought to fear: - I must just pick these pretty flowers which smell so fresh and sweet: - ’Twill be so nice to take her home a nose-gay for a treat. - She told me not to loiter here, nor from the footpath stray; - And so I wont stop very long, nor wander far away. - And so she stopp’d, nor thought of harm, because she knew not what: - Enough it should have been to know--Mamma had told her not. - And from the path she stray’d away, and pick’d a thousand flowers; - And all the birds did welcome her within their leafy bowers. - But, as it so fell out, a wolf was basking in the grass, - And soon with his sharp hazel eyes espied the little lass. - And then he trotted up to her, and right before her stood: - How do you do, my dear? said he; what brings you to my wood? - Now though his coat was very rough, his words were soft and kind; - And not a single thought of fear e’er cross’d her simple mind. - And so she freely said,--I go to see my Granny, Sir, - Who lives in yonder village in the cottage near the fir. - I am her little pet, you know, and take her nice sweet cakes-- - Good bye; said he, and brush’d away thro’ bushes and thro’ brakes. - And not five minutes had pass’d by since he had quitted her, - Before he reach’d the village and the cottage near the fir. - - He rubb’d and scratch’d against the door; but she was ill in bed; - And when he tried to make a knock, she feebly raised her head; - And cried, who knocks at Martha’s door, and poor old Martha wakes? - It is your little pet, said he, who brings you nice sweet cakes. - God help you, dearest child, she cried, so pull the string you know; - And up the latch will go, my love, and you may enter so. - Then up he jump’d to reach the string, and open flew the door; - And in he walk’d, and fasten’d it, just as it was before. - Alas! alas!--as you or I on bread and milk would sup, - The greedy wolf this poor old dame he gobbled fairly up. - - But now, ashamed of what he’d done, he jump’d into her bed; - And put her gown upon his back, her cap upon his head. - But ere he long had lain, there came the very little pet, - Who long’d to tell her Granny of the kind wolf she had met. - And gently tapping at the door, she whisper’d soft and still; - And the false wolf spake huskily, as he were very ill: - Who knocks at Martha’s door, he cried, and poor old Martha wakes? - It is her little pet, said she, who brings her nice sweet cakes. - God help you, dearest, cried the wolf, so pull the string you know; - And up the latch will go, my love, and you may enter so. - Then up she jump’d to reach the string, and open flew the door; - And in she stepp’d, and fasten’d it, just as it was before. - - Now take off your red riding-hood, and come to me in bed: - He spake with an affected voice, and cover’d up his head. - The little damsel, as he spoke, just saw his hairy nose: - Yet now she did as she was bid, and so pull’d off her clothes. - - Oh! Granny, what rough arms you’ve got! I’m not afraid, cried she: - Rough arms? my dearest child, he said; better for hugging thee. - Oh! Granny, what sharp eyes you’ve got! I’m half afraid, cried she: - Sharp eyes? my dearest child, he said; better for seeing thee. - Oh! Granny, what long ears you’ve got! I’m quite afraid, cried she: - Long ears? my dearest child, he said; better for hearing thee. - Oh! Granny, what wide lips you’ve got! I think you’ll swallow me: - Wide lips? my dearest child, he said; better for kissing thee. - Thus having said, he kisses gave her one--two--three--and four; - And then--he would have eat her up, but he could eat no more. - - So little people all take heed, and do as you are bid; - Lest you some day should meet a wolf, as this poor maiden did. - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - - A Passage in the Life of - - JACK THE GIANT-KILLER. - - _A Lay formerly sung about the South-western - coast of England and the Principality of - Wales, but known in more remote - parts since the spread - of Learning._ - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -Jack the Giant-killer. - -_Monstrum horrendum, informe, ingens._ - - - OLD Cormoran of Michael’s mount - By all his teeth he swore, - That he would eat more butcher’s meat, - Than a whole host from Cornwall’s coast - Of ten or fifteen score. - - In Arthur’s reign this Giant lived; - A Giant huge was he: - His name was known in every town, - From Devon’s border to Land’s-end, - And eke from sea to sea. - - Six fingers on each hand he bore, - Six toes upon each foot: - An ox’s hide his glove supplied; - And three times ten stout Cornish men - Could sleep within his boot. - - And while he bathed his monstrous legs, - And straddled in the seas, - The bravest ship of Arthur’s fleet - Might sail between his knees. - - His breath was like a gale of wind - As now-a-days it blows: - His sneeze was like a hurricane; - And leagues around was heard the sound - When he did blow his nose. - - His laugh was like a thunderclap - If e’er in jest he spoke; - And the waves that lay in Michael’s bay - Shook, like a merry company, - Responsive to his joke. - - Thrice every day he gorged his fill, - And thrice he drank as well: - One herd at least of salted swine, - One hundred fatted beeves in brine, - And eke a thousand casks of wine, - Were stow’d within his cell. - - On every sabbath day at morn, - While Church-bells toll’d for prayer, - He took his club and took his horn, - And took his belt with iron welt, - And through the sea did fare. - - Then foraging the country round - He pillaged every farm; - And hogs and sheep and oxen too - Were fell’d by his strong arm: - And then he bound them in his belt, - And round his waist huge loads did pack, - And swung the rest across his back, - And sought his isle again: - And not a man of all who dwelt - Or high or low within that shire, - Or peasant, parson or esquire, - But dreaded Cormoran. - - The very magistrates themselves, - Who once a fortnight did dispense - King Arthur’s justice at Penzance, - Despite of justice and of law - He made them cater for his maw: - And tho’ they lived in rusty pride, - Nor took their country’s pay, - He spared them not for that a jot, - But used to say the balance lay - Upon the country’s side. - - In sooth it was a grievous sight, - And sad it is to tell, - When Cormoran came o’er the sea, - What fearful things befel: - He had no shame of his ill name, - No sneaking thief was born; - But standing stiff on the main cliff - Nine times he wound his horn. - - Oh then I ween you might have seen - All nature in despair! - The bird soar’d high toward the sky, - The wild beast sought his lair. - - The sheep ran huddling to a nook, - As they had seen a wolf: - The snorting colt defied the brook, - Or plunged into the gulf. - - The lazy-grouping steers, that grazed - Upon the mountain fell, - Forgot their pasture all amazed, - And pour’d into the dell. - - The pigs that buried in the straw - Lay grunting snug and warm, - Now helter-skelter scurried off, - As if they smelt a storm. - - The watch-dog tore against his chain, - As he would choke with rage: - But when he listen’d once agen, - He knew the voice of Cormoran, - And skulk’d into his den. - - From every steeple on the coast, - And eke from every tower, - The village bells right merrily - Did chime the matins-hour; - But when they heard th’ accursed blast, - Each sturdy sexton stood aghast; - The rope it glided from his grasp, - And silence reign’d around: - Save here and there where sudden jerk - Had follow’d interrupted work, - Like dying man’s convulsive gasp, - There came a jangling sound. - - The lads and lasses, who that morn - Had donn’d their high-day trim, - Were pacing solemnly to prayer, - In modest guise and prim. - Apart they walk’d in decent pride, - And scarcely ventured side by side: - But hark! it was--it was-- - ’Twas Cormoran! they knew the sound - That paralysed the country round, - And hurried off in mass. - Forgetful now of prayer and pride - In groups they thrid the forest wide, - Or lurk in caves together: - And here and there a plighted pair - Wander aloof in mute despair, - Or crouch upon the heather. - - -[Illustration] - - -PART II. - -_Ingentes animos angusto in pectore._ - - IN Cornwall then there lived a youth, - (Such may that land ne’er lack) - His mother call’d him “Johnny dear,” - His father call’d him Jack. - - In sooth he was of gentle mien, - And of a nature kind: - And though his body it was small, - It held a mighty mind. - - For he had read of fairy tales, - And deeds of high emprize; - And envied knights who died in fights, - Or lived in ladies’ eyes. - - And not a wrestling match there was, - But Jack would try his skill; - And not a fair but Jack was there - To wreak his merry will. - - And while he sat upon some rock, - And watch’d his sheep by day, - His eyes were with his silly flock, - His soul was far away. - - Sometimes he went to beard intent - A Giant in his den; - Sometimes he thought he singly fought - With twice two hundred men: - - And when he found himself aground, - Not caring to be slain - He sprang afoot, and off he shot - Till he might breathe again. - - Now Jack while he sat thoughtfully - One glorious sabbath morn, - It so befel, as I did tell, - That Cormoran wound his horn. - - The ewes were browsing o’er the downs, - And scatter’d far away; - The lusty lambs had drain’d their dams, - And gamboll’d off to play. - - Now all did prick their ears right quick - Astounded at the blast; - As if a kite had soar’d in sight, - Or fox had skulken past. - - And then they scour’d about the lay, - And piteously did bleat, - Till in the throng that rush’d along - Each one its own might meet. - - Cried Jack--It is a shame, I wis, - A burning shame to see - This Cormoran, a single man, - Defy the whole countrie! - - What! tho’ no hand on Cornish land - Can wield the giant’s axe: - One heart there is as stout as his, - And that one heart is Jack’s. - - And, if I know a trick or two - May serve me in good stead, - This very night my mark I’ll write - Upon the giant’s head. - - That day pass’d by most tediously, - And Jack the hours did count, - Till night came on and he was gone - Alone to Michael’s mount. - - His horn was at his collar hung, - His hatchet in his hand; - Adown his side his spade was tied; - A pickaxe at his back was slung; - And thus he left the land. - - Across the bay he held his way, - And swam with all his might; - It was so dark he scarce could mark - The mountain’s frowning height. - - But soon he gain’d the rocky land, - And dripping from the wave - He peer’d around, till he had found - The hateful giant’s cave. - - There right afore the giant’s door - He dug a huge big hole; - Full deep and wide on every side - He scoop’d it like a mole. - - With muchel toil he moved the soil; - And then, to hide his tricks, - Above the cavern’s gaping mouth - He wove a frame of sticks. - - A frame of sticks just strong enough - To bear the living sward; - Which he so laid o’er as it was before, - Not a trace of the hole appear’d. - - Then pickaxe, spade, and hatchet too - Upon the ground he cast: - And he took his horn to salute the morn - And blew a jolly blast. - - Now how he danced, and how he pranced, - To think what he had done! - But when he heard what then he heard, - He well nigh burst for fun. - - “Holloa--Yaugh! Holloa--Yaugh! - Who dares wake Cormoran? - As I am good, by my father’s blood, - I smell a breathing man!” - - Then he rubb’d his eyes and drove to rise, - But woke so tardily, - That while he yawn’d the morning dawn’d, - And Jack bethought to flee. - - But while yet slumber his lids did cumber - He blew another blast; - And the giant rush’d out and blink’d about, - Till Jack he spied at last. - - What whipster is that scarce as tall as a cat? - He’ll do to broil or bake: - But he’s too small for me withal - This long night’s fast to break. - - Tis Jack, I swear! ah Jack, mon cher, - This is a merry bout! - I’ll pay your score--and all before - Your mother knows you’re out. - - So on he strode: but soon he trod - Aboon Jack’s handywork; - When in he fell, and roll’d pell-mell - Blaspheming like a Turk. - - Then Jack peep’d in, and rubb’d his chin, - While thus he spake his foe:— - Now, as you’re good, by your father’s blood, - Dear giant, swear not so. - - Why thus perplex’d and sorely vex’d, - Kind heart! for me and mine? - My mother knows I’m out;--but does - Your father know you’re in? - - At Jack’s keen wit the giant bit - His flesh with grief and pain: - Then with mock glee--Bravo! cried he: - Now help me out again. - - Jack quick replied: on either side - With both your hands hold tight: - While I take care to seize your hair, - And pull with all my might. - - The Giant did as he was bid; - When Jack his humour spoke: - For though so brave and seeming grave - He dearly loved a joke. - - “Stay, stay: the air is cold up here, - And you are delicate: - It sure were best to breakfast first; - I well can spare to wait. - - But broil not me, who am you see - Scarce taller than a cat: - Not half enough, besides I’m tough; - Do pray instead take--that:”— - - Whereat a thump he dealt so plump, - Upon the Giant’s head, - That down he roll’d upon the mould, - And there he lay like dead. - - Then Jack jump’d down and kneeling on - Him pull’d his clasp-knife out; - And here he gash’d, and there he slash’d, - As one would crimp a trout. - - Now such a flood of giant’s blood - Came rushing from each wound, - Jack well had need to off with speed, - Or sooth he had been drown’d. - - Then up he sprang, and, like a cock - That dead hath struck his foe, - He stood aloof upon a rock, - And thus began to crow. - - The deed is done! the game is won! - Great Cormoran is slain! - Now frisk and leap, my pretty sheep, - All merrily again. - - The deed is done! the game is won! - Right glorious Jack will be: - All Cornwall’s coast his fame shall boast - For this great victory! - - But who can know who struck the blow, - Since none were here to see? - What boots to Jack if he go back - Without some true trophee? - - For men in sooth are wondrous loth - To spend a word of praise: - Though great and small are prodigal - Of evil words always. - - But off to bear the Giant’s gear - Jack was too weak of limb: - He scarce could stand the weight on land; - Then how with it to swim? - - Wherefor he felt beneath his belt; - Perchance he there mote wear - A signet, or some love-token, - Or lock of lady’s hair. - - For who so fierce, but love may pierce - His breast, to all unknown? - What heart so sere, but springs a tear - In secret and alone? - - But Cormoran was not the man - To rue his lonely couch: - Nor pledge nor plight of lady bright - Was there within his pouch. - - There lay alone a steer’s thigh-bone, - Sharp pointed, huge, and thick; - Wherewith he used (for tell’t I must) - His monstrous teeth to pick. - - Now this took Jack, and on his back - He slung the ugly spoil: - And thus again he swam the main, - Sore sick of blood and toil. - - The morn was bright, the breeze was light, - Jack stemm’d the wave meanwhile: - And all Penzance came forth to see - Who left the Giant’s isle. - - They mark’d him ride the buoyant tide, - As one of stubborn mind; - And how he cleft his way and left - A blood-red track behind.— - - Now Jack once more on Cornwall’s shore - Unslung his huge trophee: - And all flock’d round, and mark’d with stound - What this strange thing mote be. - - So thick! so long! so sharp! so strong! - They saw the truth full quick: - For who but he its lord could be? - ’Twas Cormoran’s own tooth-pick! - - And who could seize that pocket-piece, - Nor pay for’t with his head? - And who e’er felt beneath that belt? - It must be he was dead! - - Then did they shout with joyous rout, - And Jack bore off amain: - Right up Penzance they led their dance, - Then led it down again. - - It chanced that morn the Ealdorman - Sat there in civic state; - On matters high of polity - For to deliberate. - - So when this noise of men and boys - Resounded through the street, - He felt the weight of high estate - And trembled in his seat. - - But soon a scout who had peep’d out - These welcome tidings told:— - “They bring a lad--some thief, or pad!” - Whereat he waxed more bold. - - For though he had no heart to beard - A burglar stout and tall, - He yet was glad to trounce a lad, - Because he was so small. - - But threats soon turn to promises, - And punishment to praise, - When Jack walks in and on the board - The giant’s tooth-pick lays! - - The Ealdorman is all astound, - And scarce his eyes believes; - For ’twas long syne that he did dine - Upon his own fat beeves. - - As fitting meed for such brave deed, - He fain would wealth bestow: - But money there was then as rare - As now-a-days, I trow. - - But honour shone more bright than coin - Before Jack’s noble eyes: - Awake--asleep--he still might keep - Untarnish’d this fair prize. - - The Ealdorman then rising up, - While Jack before him knelt, - In Arthur’s name he dubb’d him knight, - And girt him with a belt. - - The belt it was of good leather, - With letters stamp’d of gold; - And all the world might read thereon - This simple history told:— - - =This is the valiant Cornish man - Who slew the giant Cormoran!= - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -DIVERS SMALL HISTORIES, - -_not known to the Ancients_. - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -The Vain Mouse. - - - UPON a river side - A Frog had built his house; - And in a hole close by - There lived a little Mouse. - - Now as they lived so near, - And went out in fine weather, - They used to meet sometimes, - And laugh and talk together. - - Thus as they jogg’d along - So happily through life, - The neighbours often said, - They must be man and wife. - - Now Mouse was rather gay, - While Froggy was most proper; - And so he said one day, - ’Tis time for me to stop her. - -[Sidenote: A fair offer,] - - That very afternoon, - As they were taking tea, - I love you, Mouse, said he; - Pray will you marry me? - - But Mouse was very vain; - And, though mice are so rife, - I’m sure she thought herself - The prettiest mouse in life. - -[Sidenote: rejected with disdain.] - - So looking grave at Frog - That he should dare to woo, - She said,--how can I love - A cold, damp thing, like you? - - Then jumping from her seat, - As if to shew her spite, - She whisk’d him with her tail, - Nor wish’d him once good-night. - - But, as it so fell out, - Old Pussy had been walking, - And stopp’d to listen there - While Frog and Mouse were talking: - -[Sidenote: Vanity meets its deserts.] - - And just as this vain Mouse - Was trotting home to bed, - Old Pussy cried,--Stop, stop! - And seized her by the head. - - Then Froggy who peep’d out - And saw how she was treated, - It serves her right, said he, - For being so conceited. - - So Pussy took poor Mouse, - And gave her to her kittens, - Who supp’d upon her flesh, - But saved her skin for mittens. - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -Cock Robin and Jenny Wren. - - - “GOOD morning, dear Robin!” said sweet Jenny Wren: - “Good morning, sweet Jenny!” said Robin again. - Then chirping and flirting and hopping and bobbing - Together sat down Jenny Wren and Cock Robin. - - Then Jenny broke silence:—“Ah me! if you knew, - Dear Robin, how this little heart beats for you, - It hardly would happen that poor Jenny Wren - Must always give place to Dame Robin your hen.” - - “Sweet Jenny!” said he, “you don’t surely suppose - That Robins can trifle like jackdaws and crows! - You know birds of my quality must be decorous; - Though between you and me, sweet, it may sometimes bore us.” - - “Then come, my dear Robin! then come to my bower, - Now the trees are all leaf and the fields are all flower: - The world may tell stories,--I don’t care a fig, - While pretty Cock Robin is perch’d on my twig.” - - Cock Robin was tickled, and thrice chirp’d aloud, - And thrice wagg’d his tail and thrice graciously bow’d: - Then he bustled and rustled and whittled so high, - That he woke a dull owl who was dozing close by. - - “Whit-a-whoo!” cried the owl, as he blink’d with surprise: - “Where is he?--this sun is too bright for my eyes.” - But a cloud passing over, as if fate was in it, - He pounced upon Robin at that very minute. - - Poor Cock Robin! alas, that he should be so frail! - How could he give ear to her flattering tale! - The Owl minced him for supper: but, had he been wise, - He had still supp’d himself on Dame Robin’s mince-pies. - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -The Proud Eagle. - - - AN eagle dwelt upon a rock, - And perch’d upon the topmost stones: - Whence he would pounce on bird and beast - And bear them off to pick their bones. - - He was a proud and cruel bird, - And boasted of his beak and claw; - His eye could reach both far and near, - And hunger was his only law. - - One morning in the month of May - A lamb was bleating on the lawn: - “A fig for lambs,” said he; “to-day - I’ll breakfast on a pretty fawn.” - - But every pretty fawn that day - Was shelter’d by its careful dam: - So as he could not breakfast there, - He turn’d again to find the lamb. - - And though he might have caught a hare - Who hurried off towards her brue; - “Nay think not, silly puss” he cried - “That I would stoop to lunch on you.” - - But now the shepherd watch’d his lambs, - And, as he dared not venture there, - Away he flew, and swore aloud - He’d gobble up alive the hare. - - He pass’d a little mouse just then, - Nor deigned to touch such paltry food: - But soon he found the prudent hare - Had stole away into the wood. - - Then in a passion back he flew - To swallow whole the little mouse: - But little mouse her danger knew, - And so had crept into her house. - - And now the evening dews were rising: - And as the light was waxing pale, - This proud bird (deem it not surprising) - Was glad to sup upon a snail. - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -Young Lumpkin’s Hyæna. - - - IT was once on a time people said a hyæna - Lived close by the village and had a snug lair; - They were sure ’twas a real one, young Lumpkin had seen her, - With a head like a wolf and a tail like a bear. - - Old Gaffer moreover, who used to sit quaffing, - One night heard a scuffle and found a goose dead; - And dame Slipperslopper had often heard laughing, - While folks were, or ought to have been, all abed. - - So with common consent they determined to stop her, - For hyænas they said were a mischievous race: - So Gaffer and Lumpkin and Dame Slipperslopper - Sallied forth one fine morning all girt for the chase. - - They soon reach’d the hole where they reckon’d to find her, - And all took their posts as they gather’d round close; - And the Dame she peep’d in, though no mole could be blinder, - As she settled her spectacles over her nose. - - But just at that moment our old friend the fox, - (For no more and no less was Young Lumpkin’s Hyæna) - Was starting to visit old Gaffer’s fat cocks, - And he brush’d past her face just as if he’d not seen her. - - She started--her glasses fell into the hole; - And backward she tumbled and shriek’d like a child. - Young Lumpkin stood silent and look’d like a fool; - Old Gaffer ran homeward, as if he was wild. - - But before he got home he had lost a fine chicken, - And Dame Slipperslopper came back in chagrin: - But the Fox grinn’d with joy while his chops he sat licking, - And put on the glasses, to pick the bones clean. - -[Sidenote: Moral.] - - When a fool prates of wonders--a ghost or a dragon, - Believe not his story, albeit he may swear; - For be sure, that as usual the world will still wag on, - And never a dragon nor ghost will be there. - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -The Young Thrushes. - -A TRUE STORY. - - - A PRETTY thrush with speckled breast - Within a yew had made her nest, - And laid her five eggs there: - Five pretty eggs so smooth and blue, - And, like herself all speckled too, - She brooded with much care. - - By day, by night, so close she sat, - No babbling dog, no crafty cat, - No boy her secret knew: - Nor bird--save one, who sat apart - And whistled to console her heart,— - Her gentle mate, and true. - - Thus time pass’d cheerily away; - Meanwhile her bosom day by day - With kindling fondness yearn’d: - Till, on the morn when it befel - Her callow nestlings burst the shell, - With mother’s love it burn’d. - - Now all seem’d brighter to her eye, - The earth more green, more blue the sky, - For all with love was dyed: - And while she flitted round for food, - And pick’d it for her helpless brood, - She wish’d no joy beside. - - Alas, that joy so sweet and pure - Should be on earth so little sure! - But such is Heaven’s decree. - Puss mark’d where she was wont to fly, - And watch’d her with a yellow eye, - And noted well the tree. - - Now stealthily she crept beneath, - And there she crouch’d as still as death, - Till home the thrush might go: - But mother’s eyes are open wide; - And soon the cautious parent spied - The ambush of her foe. - - Wherefore she went not near the yew, - But quite another way she flew; - And Pussy’s game seem’d lost: - For all in vain she strove to find - The nest which lay so close and blind, - Where two thick stems were cross’d. - - Then basking in the sunny ray, - She soon began to purr and play, - As all on love intent: - And mildness, like the velvet paw - Which cloked the terrors of her claw, - Belied her natural bent. - - Twas thus, whenas the senseless brood, - Who miss’d awhile their custom’d food, - Began to chirp complaints; - As if their mother knew not best, - Or would not charge her careful breast - With all their little wants. - - Full soon their folly did they rue; - (As foolish children always do;) - But ah! they rued too late: - For Pussy heard their silly wail, - And prick’d her ears, and lash’d her tail, - And grinn’d with scorn and hate. - - Then up the tree amain she sprung, - From branch, to bough, she leapt, she clung, - Till right within the nook, - Where lay the nestlings snug and warm, - She planted her terrific form, - And all the yew-tree shook! - - How then they trembled in despair, - And long’d to have their Mother there, - Most grievous is to tell: - And how Puss scorn’d such unripe meat, - And fiercely spurn’d them with her feet. - Till on the ground they fell! - - Alas! poor birds! had they been still, - Nor chirp’d their little plaints of ill, - While all was for the best, - The unheeding cat had walk’d away; - And they had lived secure that day - Within their happy nest. - -[Illustration] - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -M. P. or The Magpie. - - -[Sidenote: A blockhead] - - A MAGPIE once was such a dunce, - That all the people said, - More bricks would lie in a fish’s eye, - Than learning in his head. - - And though his mother herself did bother - And every trouble took, - Yet not one word could that dull bird - Repeat without his book. - - Till once he saw a young jackdaw - Who dearly loved his letters; - Though not so much his taste was such, - As ’twas to ape his betters. - - Howe’er this be the jackdaw he - Could tell a funny story; - And many a bird his prattle heard - And envied him his glory. - -[Sidenote: may emulate eloquence;] - - But when he shew’d the wond’ring crowd - How he could spout and swell, - The Magpie tried for very pride - If he could do as well. - -[Sidenote: and, by practice,] - - And every night by candlelight - He conn’d his lessons o’er, - And every morn with the herdsman’s horn - He rose and practised more. - -[Sidenote: learn to speak with fluency,] - - Full soon he thought himself well taught, - And then began to chatter: - And the careful dame, his mother, came - To see what was the matter. - -[Sidenote: plausibility,] - - Like Miller Peel he smiled a deal, - And cull’d the fairest diction; - And look’d quite true though well he knew - That every word was fiction. - -[Sidenote: and grimace,] - -[Sidenote: so as to satisfy himself,—] - - Then to his nose he raised his toes, - And gravely look’d askew; - And thought himself a clever elf:— - And his mother thought so too. - -[Sidenote: and his mother,] - - “Caw, caw!” quoth she; “he sure must be - An orator or poet: - I’ll have him sent to Parliament, - That all the world may know it.” - -[Sidenote: --but not the Commons of England.] - - But though he shone so much alone, - And made his mother stare, - “The Members” swore he was a bore, - And had no business there. - - Yet there he is, and there I wis, - He’s likely still to be; - As, should you call at Stephen’s hall, - Yourself may chance to see. - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -The Pigeon and the Hen, - -OR, THE PRIDE OF STATION. - - -[Sidenote: Fortune puffeth up the heart,] - - A MILK-WHITE pigeon (records state) - Was wedded to a milk-white mate: - Nor envied prince nor potentate - This dainty dove, - While crouching to her lord she sate, - And coo’d her love. - -[Sidenote: to judge others.] - - Indulged in all her heart’s desire - She felt no spark of lawless fire; - So plumed herself throughout the shire - A pattern wife: - And chid dame Partlet, as in ire, - For her loose life. - - A scandal to our sex, I vow, - Those cackling ladies of the mow! - Or black, or red, or high, or low, - They have no care; - So he’s a Cock--’tis quite enow - For welcome there! - - Dame Partlet heard, but felt no shame; - And let alone the vaunty dame, - To nurse her pride of wedded fame; - Herself content - That conscience whisper’d her no blame - Of evil bent. - - A shot!--the dove--she knew the sound! - Her milk-white mate has ta’en a wound: - He languishes upon the ground: - His swimming eyes - Heed not his comrades hovering round: - He gasps--he dies. - -[Sidenote: Altered circumstances] - - Oh! what can stint a widow’s grief! - Our pattern wife defied relief: - No grain pick’d she, no sprouting leaf, - --As folks could see: - A pattern widow (to be brief) - She fain would be. - - So trimly prinn’d she sat alone, - And lean’d her breast against a stone, - As one for ever woe-begone; - And would not coo: - No wonder that a suitor soon - Came down to woo. - - A vulgar bluerock by my fay! - Without the gentle pouting way - Of him that died the other day: - Alas! he’s gone! - And sore it is for one to stay, - And live alone! - -[Sidenote: induce altered feelings.] - - This bluerock press’d his suit so close, - Now strutting up upon his toes, - Now whispering something nose to nose,— - Our milk-white dove - Crouch’d to him, as the story goes, - And coo’d her love. - -[Sidenote: Few can afford to indulge a fine taste, though many may have -it.] - - Dame Partlet eyed the scene askaunt, - And spake:--The pamper’d few may vaunt - Their dainty taste o’er such as want; - But coarser bread - Is good enough to one who can’t - Get fine instead. - - - - -[Illustration] - - - - -The Oyster and the Muscle, - -OR, THE USES OF ADVERSITY. - - - AN Oyster, full of health and pride, - Once heard a Muscle by his side - O’er cruel fate repine; - Driv’n by the tyrant flood to roam - An outcast from his river-home, - And sicken in the brine. - - While faint lay one and gaped half-dead, - The other hugg’d his native bed, - And snuggled in his shell: - “Poor paltry child of ooze!” he spake, - “From Ocean’s sons example take, - “And dare to laugh at ill.” - - E’en as he spake, the dredgers came, - And fish’d him from his depth amain, - And stow’d him in the boat: - To London thence he found his way, - Where high and dry with more he lay,— - A dozen for a groat. - - The play was o’er, the people throng’d; - Yet fear’d he nought, howe’er he long’d - In Ocean’s sand to delve: - But now a Captain of the Blues - Dropt in at Arthur’s to carouse, - And call’d for oysters twelve. - - The word went out, the knife went in; - Our Oyster naked to the skin - Was brought upon a plate: - The Captain saw, the Captain seized, - And quick three drops of lemon squeezed - Upon his smarting pate. - - The pride of the Ocean then gave way; - He crisp’d his beard, (as people say) - And fetch’d a heavy groan: - Ah me! he thought; how light to bear - The troubles of our neighbours are; - How grievous are our own! - - -[Illustration: FINIS.] - - - - -[Illustration] - - PRINTED BY C. 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If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - -Title: Lays of Ancient Babyland - to which are added Small Divers Histories not known to the Ancients - -Author: Anonymous - -Release Date: May 19, 2016 [EBook #52103] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LAYS OF ANCIENT BABYLAND *** - - - - -Produced by Emmy, MWS and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - - - - - -</pre> - -<h1 class="faux">Lays of Ancient Babyland</h1> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 524px;"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="524" height="800" alt="cover" /> -</div> -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - - - - -<div class="center"> -<i>Lately Published, price 5s., or with Plates on<br /> -India, 7s. 6d.</i><br /><br /> - -<small>ILLUSTRATED WITH ETCHINGS BY<br /> -GEORGE CRUIKSHANK</small><br /><br /><br /> - -<b>THE</b><br /><br /> -<div class="adtitle2"><img src="images/drop-b.jpg" width="54" height="53" alt="B" />EE AND THE <img src="images/drop-w.jpg" width="61" height="55" alt="W" />ASP</div> -<br /> -A FABLE IN VERSE<br /> -<br /> -<br /> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 54px;"> -<img src="images/i-001.jpg" width="54" height="13" alt="decoration" /> -</div> -<br /> -BASIL MONTAGU PICKERING<br /> -<small>196 PICCADILLY LONDON W.</small> -</div> - - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 330px;"> -<img src="images/i-005a.jpg" width="330" height="64" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<div class="maintitle">Lays of Ancient Babyland</div> - -<div class="center"><br /><i>to which are added</i></div> - -<div class="adtitle2"><br />divers small Histories</div> - -<div class="center"><br /><big>not known to the<br /> -<br /> -<i>Ancients</i>.</big></div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 17px;"> -<img src="images/i-005b.jpg" width="17" height="26" alt="leaf" /> -</div> - - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<div class="maintitle"><span class="title"> -Lays of Ancient Babyland</span></div> -<div class="center"><br /> -to which are added<br /> -<br /> -DIVERS SMALL HISTORIES<br /> -<br /> -not known to the<br /> -<br /> -ANCIENTS<br /> -<br /><br /> -<i>Dedicated, with much respect, but without<br /> -permission, to the</i><br /> -<br /> -<span class="title">BABIES OF ENGLAND</span><br /> -<br /><br /><br /></div> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 120px;"> -<img src="images/title.jpg" width="120" height="171" alt="fish around an anchor ALDI DISCIP. ANGLVS" /> -</div> - -<div class="center"><br /> -<br /> -<br /> -<span class="title">LONDON</span><br /> -BASIL M. PICKERING, 196, PICCADILLY<br /> -1857<br /> -</div> - - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 387px;"> -<img src="images/i-009a.jpg" width="387" height="86" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<div class="center"> -<big>TO AUGUSTA MARY,</big><br /> -<br /> -<i>for whose amusement the following stories were<br /> -from time to time written,</i><br /> -<br /> -THIS LITTLE VOLUME,<br /> -<br /> -<i>in which they are now collected, is inscribed<br /> -for a memorial of the happy<br /> -days of her earliest<br /> -childhood.</i><br /> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 17px;"> -<img src="images/i-005b.jpg" width="17" height="26" alt="leaf" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 381px;"> -<img src="images/i-011.jpg" width="381" height="78" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>CONTENTS.</h2> - - - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" summary="contents"> -<tr> -<td align="left">Whittington and his Cat</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_1">1</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">The Three Wishes</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_33">33</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">Little Red-riding-hood</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_43">43</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">Jack the Giant-killer</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_55">55</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left"> </td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="center" colspan="2"><span class="smcap">Divers Small Histories</span></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">The Vain Mouse</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_79">79</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">Cock Robin and Jenny Wren </td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_83">83</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">The Proud Eagle</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_87">87</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">Young Lumpkin’s Hyæna</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_91">91</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">The Young Thrushes</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_95">95</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">M. P., or the Magpie</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_101">101</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">The Pigeon and the Hen</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_105">105</a></td> -</tr> - -<tr> -<td align="left">The Oyster and the Muscle</td> -<td align="right"><a href="#Page_109">109</a></td> -</tr> - -</table></div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[1]</a></span></p> - - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<div class="center"> -The True Hiſtory of<br /> -<br /> -MAISTER WHITTINGTON<br /> -AND HIS CAT.<br /> -<br /> -<i>As it is ʃpoken or ʃung in the ʃtreets of the<br /> -great city of London on the ninth<br /> -day of November.</i><br /> -</div> - - - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[2]</a><br /><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[3]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 340px;"> -<img src="images/i-015a.jpg" width="340" height="99" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>Whittington and his -Cat.</h2> - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Part one"> -<tr><td align="left"></td><td align="left" class="bl"><div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-015-drop-g.jpg" alt="G" /> -</div> - <div class="verse drop-cap">GOD prosper long our good Lord Mayor,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And give him wealth and wit!</span></div> -<div class="verse">A little wisdom too mote well</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His judgement-seat befit.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Come listen all ye prentice lads,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sore set to drudge and fast,</span></div> -<div class="verse">How that good luck and industrie</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Will make a man at last.</span></div> -</div> -</div> -</div></td> -</tr> -<tr><td align="left" valign="bottom"><div class="sidenote">Whittington,</div></td><td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">When our third Edward ruled the land,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A king of glorious fame,</span></div> -<div class="verse">An humble boy there lived also,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dick Whittington by name.</span></div> -</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">an orphan -boy,</div></td><td align="left" class="bl"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[4]</a></span><div class="verse">His father and his mother too</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Were laid beneath the sod:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But he was left, and all alone</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The path of misery trod.</span></div> -</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">destitute,</div></td><td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="verse">No woollen hose wore he, nor shoes</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon his shivering feet;</span></div> -<div class="verse">A tatter’d cloak was all he had</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To ward the rain and sleet.</span></div> -</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Yet, though his breast was cold without,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His heart was warm within;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And he grumbled not, for well he wot</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That envy is a sin.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">but industrious,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And he would fight with all his might</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To earn his daily bread:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Alas, to think how oft he went</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">All supperless to bed!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">had heard -great reports -of London.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now he had heard of London town,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And what the folks did there:</span></div> -<div class="verse">How aldermen did eat and drink,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And plenty had to spare.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And how the streets were full of shops,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And shops were full of food;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Of beef, and mutton, cheese and ham,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And every thing that’s good.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And how the men and women all</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Were lords and ladies there;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And little boys were rigg’d as smart</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As monkeys at a fair.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But what most wonderful did seem,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of all he had heard told,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Was how the streets of that great town</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Were paved with solid gold.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Resolved to -get there,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Heyday! thought he, if only I</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Could get to that fine place!</span></div> -<div class="verse">’Twould not be long ere I would change</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">My miserable case.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">he makes his -way on foot.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now started off for London town</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Before the break of day,</span></div> -<div class="verse">He fared beside a waggoner</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who drove his team that way.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">All day they trudged until the sun</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Had sunk behind the hill;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And when he rose again next morn</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He saw them trudging still.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His joy to -behold that -land of -plenty.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">At length a multitudinous smoke</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hid half th’ horizon round:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And such a sight of chimney-pots!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dick gaped with joy and stound.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">He thought how often he had lain</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Beneath the cold damp air;</span></div> -<div class="verse">While here was house-room sure for all,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And fires i’faith to spare.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">’Twere hard indeed if one should need</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A chimney-corner here:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And from the drays that block’d the ways</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Small lack could be of beer.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">’Twas thus thought Dick, and so full quick</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The waggoner he left;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And was not long, ere thro’ the throng</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His nimble way he cleft.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span><div class="sidenote">His subsequent -disappointment;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Thro’ street, thro’ lane, full fast he ran;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But marvell’d to behold</span></div> -<div class="verse">The ways all strown with dirt and stone,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And not with solid gold.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And folks were not all lords he thought,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nor ladies of degree:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For here were rags, and here were tags,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As in his own countrie.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">when hungry -and cold,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Yet, where such plenty seem’d of all</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A hungry lad mote need,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Tho’ rags were there he did not care:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He could not fail to speed.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">he is neither -fed by the -victualler;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So at a shop he made a stop:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Before his well-spread board</span></div> -<div class="verse">The vict’ller stood, in jolly mood;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dick thought he was a lord.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">In cap ydight and waistcoat white</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He beckon’d folks within;</span></div> -<div class="verse">While fumes arose to tell the nose</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of all that savoury bin.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Dick’s joy was great to see the meat;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">So in he ran with haste:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Alas! roast beef is nought but grief</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To such as may not taste.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The vict’ller’s eye right scornfully</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Scann’d Dick from foot to head;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Who begg’d, for love of God above,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A bit of meat and bread.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">“For one small groat it may be bought;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“I’faith it is not dear:</span></div> -<div class="verse">“But no sirloin withouten coin,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“Nor room for beggars here.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Thereat a pamper’d cur rush’d forth</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And bit Dick’s naked feet:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Who by the wrathful victualler</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was shoved into the street.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">nor covered -by the -clothier;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Next shivering in his tatter’d dress</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He view’d a clothier’s store;</span></div> -<div class="verse">But, as he was all penniless,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">They drove him from the door.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Ah, tradesmen sleek! ah, Christians meek!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Why will ye swell with pride,</span></div> -<div class="verse">When ragged want or wretched woe</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Stands shivering at your side?</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">nor even -heeded by -any body.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Alas, poor boy! what could he do?</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The busy crowd swept past:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But all on self intent, or pelf,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">No eye on him was cast.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">He strove to beg: some heard him not,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And some would not believe:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Some heard him and believed him too,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But yet would not relieve.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Want most -grievous in -the midst of -plenty.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Oh! hunger is a galling thing,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Where nought is there to eat;</span></div> -<div class="verse">But three times more it galleth sore</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To starve midst bread and meat.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">At last he is -noticed by a -merchant-citizen,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now just as Dick all spent and sick</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Had laid him down to die,</span></div> -<div class="verse">A citizen of gentle mien</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">It chanced came walking by.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">A merchant he of high degree,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With ruffles all of lace;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And Nature’s true nobility</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was blazon’d in his face.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">who takes -him home, -and feeds -him.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">He up did pick and home led Dick,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And gave him food to eat:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Then sent him to a clean warm bed,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Not back into the street.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">“Thank God! for that I pass’d that way</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“This night,“ the good man cried;</span></div> -<div class="verse">“For had I walk’d another way,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“Poor boy! he might have died.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The morning come, Dick early rose,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And thank’d him from his heart;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And told him how no friend on earth</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He had to take his part.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">This merchant -becomes -his -friend.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">“Then I’m your friend,” the kind man cried,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“And you shall live with me:</span></div> -<div class="verse">“And you shall tend my merchandize,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“And keep my granary.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span><div class="sidenote">and employs -him in his -granary;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">How danced for joy the lucky boy,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To see his alter’d plight!</span></div> -<div class="verse">He watch’d his granary by day,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And lock’d it fast by night.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now stored within this granary,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Were corn and wine and oil,</span></div> -<div class="verse">And cheese and other precious things</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Which rats and mice do spoil.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">where there -lived a cat,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So there with Dick ydwelt a cat;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A tabby cat was she:</span></div> -<div class="verse">As sleek and soft, and eke as fat,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As any cat could be.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">of social -temper,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And she about his legs would purr,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And on his knees would sit;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And every meal he took, for her</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He saved a dainty bit.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and high -quality.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And not a mouse came near her house</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But swallow’d was alive:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And not a rat but felt her pat:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">No wonder she did thrive!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span><div class="sidenote">The birth -of a kitten:</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now scarce three moons had waned and fill’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Since Dick’s lone hours she cheer’d,</span></div> -<div class="verse">When at her side, as Heaven will’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A kitten there appear’d.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and Dick’s -twofold delight -thereafter.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then Dick’s delight was doubled quite;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For one may well avouch,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Whatever fun there was in one</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In two was twice as much.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">This kitten’s -surpassing -beauty,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">All black and red this kitten’s head</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Look’d like a polish’d stone:</span></div> -<div class="verse">All red and black this kitten’s back</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Like tortoiseshell it shone.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Full sure I am that well its dam</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Might dote on such a kit:</span></div> -<div class="verse">The very rats that flee from cats</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Would stand and stare at it.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and most -pleasant humour.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Its tail it whisk’d and leapt and frisk’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In weather fair and foul:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Or cold, or hot, it matter’d not</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To such a merry soul.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But who could see such joyful glee</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And not be joyous too?</span></div> -<div class="verse">So Dick forgot his sorry lot</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And laugh’d as others do.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Dick acquires -his -first property.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Which when the merchant saw, and how</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The kitten it was grown,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Of his free gift to Whittington</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He gave it for his own.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -</table> -</div> - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 139px;"> -<img src="images/i-025.jpg" width="139" height="185" alt="flowers" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a><br /><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 330px;"> -<img src="images/i-005a.jpg" width="330" height="64" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - -<h3>PART II.</h3> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Part two"> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse"><span class="big">C</span>OME listen all, both great and small,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of high and low degree;</span></div> -<div class="verse">That ye may know this true story</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And live in charity.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">As wealth by waste and idle taste</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Soon falls to penury,</span></div> -<div class="verse">So small estate becometh great</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">By luck and industry.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Content then be in poverty,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In wealth of humble mind;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Like children of one family</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To one another kind.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The venture -of the merchant</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">This merchant now in foreign parts</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A venture fain would make;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And all the folk of his household</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Were free to share the stake.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span><div class="sidenote">joined by -each of his -domestics.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">One risk’d a shilling, one a groat,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And one a coin of gold;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And every one his stake anon</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To the ship’s captain told.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Dick’s jesting -offer</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then half in jest, and half in shame,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dick fetch’d his kitten down:</span></div> -<div class="verse">“I too,” he to the captain cried,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“Will venture all my own.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">to the surprise -of all</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The servants laugh’d: Dick would have wept,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And therefore laugh’d the more;</span></div> -<div class="verse">But soon they stared for wonderment</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who laugh’d so loud before.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">taken in -earnest by -the Captain.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">For now the Captain, “Done,” he cried,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“A bargain by my fay:”</span></div> -<div class="verse">And call’d the ship’s-mate in a trice,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To stow the cat away.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The cat is -taken aboard.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">He came so quick, no time had Dick</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To countervail his joke:</span></div> -<div class="verse">So all aboard poor Puss was stored</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Among the sea-going folk.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span><div class="sidenote">The ship -sails.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now from her mooring, all ataut,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Put off at turn of tide,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Adown the river’s ebbing flood</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The gallant bark did glide.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And, like some heavenward-soaring bird,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">She faced the open seas;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And seem’d as sick of land to spread</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Her wings before the breeze.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The cat at -sea.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then, as she flew, Puss fetch’d a mew,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As if to say—poor me!</span></div> -<div class="verse">To think that I a land-bred cat</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Should thus be press’d to sea!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But, ere a week was past and gone,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He changed this plaintive tone,</span></div> -<div class="verse">And, like a jolly sailor-boy,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Purr’d gaily up and down.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">For lean and fat a ship-board cat</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He found hath both to spare;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And legs by hosts for rubbing posts</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Are always lounging there.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And then he oft would run aloft,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And just look out to sea;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Nor e’er a boy could scream <i>ahoy</i></div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In shriller note than he.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The ship’s -course.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The fresh wind blew; the light bark flew,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And clear’d the channel’s mouth;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Through Biscay’s bay then cut her way,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And bore towards the South.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Bound for -Africa.</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">For she was bound for Afric ground,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Where wretched negroes dwell;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Who waste their days in idle ways,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As I am loth to tell.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Nathless the soil withouten toil</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">God’s gracious bounty yields;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And gum drops free from every tree</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Along the sunny fields.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And we are told how dust of gold</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Stains all the river sands:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And huge beasts shed their ivory tusks</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">About the desert lands.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span><div class="sidenote">The unthriftiness -of -the negroes.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now what is not with trouble got</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Is seldom kept with care:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For foresight and economy</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To idlesse strangers are.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So these poor souls their goodly stores,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Not needed for the day,</span></div> -<div class="verse">For trifles and for tromperie</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">They barter all away.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The ship -sails past the -cape of St. -Vincent;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Three days, three nights our gallant ship</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Her southward course had steer’d,</span></div> -<div class="verse">When o’er her larboard at the dawn</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Saint Vincent’s cape appear’d.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Still southward yet three days three nights</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Her steady prow she bore;</span></div> -<div class="verse">But when again Sol gilt the main</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was spied Marocco’s shore.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">anchors off -the coast of -Marocco.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now shouts of joy and busy noise</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Salute the rising day:</span></div> -<div class="verse">The coast was made, the ship was stay’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And anchor’d in the bay.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">As when a stranger hawk, that long</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hath soar’d in middle air,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Borne earthward on a tree alights,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And makes his station there;</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The myriad tenants of the grove</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Would fain his purpose know;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And flock around, yet hold aloof</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For fear to meet a foe:</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The wonderment -of -the negroes.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">’Twas thus the negroes throng’d the beach,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To view a ship at sea:</span></div> -<div class="verse">While some drew down their light canoes;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">What mote the strange bark be?</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Or friend—or foe? They long’d to know,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Yet durst not venture near:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Till soon the boat was all afloat,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And off to lay their fear.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Their king -and queen</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Afront were seen a king and queen,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Whom all the rest obey’d:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And all the good things of the land</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Belong’d to them, ’twas said.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span><div class="sidenote">invited by -the Captain</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Which when the captain heard, and how</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">They had an ample hoard,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Their companie requested he</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To dine with him on board.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">go on board.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now, wafted o’er the azure lake,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The king and eke his queen,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Behold them seated on the deck:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The captain sat between.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Puss salutes -his Majesty -after European -fashion.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But ere the dinner it was served,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">While yawn’d the king for meat,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Just to divert the royal mind,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Puss rubb’d against his feet.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now you must know the royal toe</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">It ticklish was to touch:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But Puss rubb’d he so daintily,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The king he liked it much.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then to his bride he spake aside,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And e’en was speaking yet,</span></div> -<div class="verse">When lo!—the platter came,—whereat</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The rest he did forget.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span><div class="sidenote">The dinner.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now both did eat their fill of meat,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As suiteth royalty:</span></div> -<div class="verse">No lack was there of the ship’s best fare,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And grog flow’d copiously.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Puss joins -the carousal,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And both did quaff, and both did laugh,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And both sang merrily:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Till Puss could stay no more away,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But came to join the glee.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">his pleasantry.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">His tail he whisk’d, and leapt and frisk’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As he was wont before:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Whereat the king and eke the queen</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For very mirth did roar.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The royal -whim</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then up he gat, and sware an oath—</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That, for so droll a thing,</span></div> -<div class="verse">In barter, of his choicest goods</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A shipload he would bring.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">indulged at -much cost.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Thereat the captain—“Done,” he cried</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“A bargain by my fay!”</span></div> -<div class="verse">And sent his whole ship’s-company</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To fetch the goods away.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span><div class="sidenote">A merry -night.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now laugh’d the king and laugh’d the Queen,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And laugh’d the captain he:</span></div> -<div class="verse">A bargain struck at festive board</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Doth please so mightily.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The goods were brought, the ship was fraught,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And stow’d away full tight.</span></div> -<div class="verse">The king and queen, they drank till e’en,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And slept on board that night.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The next -morning.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The captain rose at early dawn</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And call’d to th’ king anon:</span></div> -<div class="verse">“This cat is thine, this cargo’s mine;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And now I must begone.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The king awoke and waked the queen,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who slept so heavily,</span></div> -<div class="verse">That full ten minutes pass’d away,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Before that she could see.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The king’s -maudlin -humour.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then clasping Puss within her arms</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">She nursed him like a child.</span></div> -<div class="verse">The king his humour now was sad;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nathless the monarch smiled.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span><div class="sidenote">The king -and queen -depart with -puss.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then down the vessel’s side he stepp’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And down the queen stepp’d she.</span></div> -<div class="verse">And Puss was handed down perforce</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To join their company.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Alongside lay the king’s canoe,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Well mann’d with negroes ten;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Who swift row’d off the royal pair,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With Puss all snug between.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The ship -weighs -anchor,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then sung the Captain—“all hand’s up,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The anchor haul amain:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Unfurl the sails, and point the prow</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For British lands again.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and sails -homeward.</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Tis done: from out the tranquil bay</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Our goodly vessel glides;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And, homeward bound, on Ocean’s back</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Right gallantly she rides.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -</table> -</div> - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 137px;"> -<img src="images/i-036.jpg" width="137" height="118" alt="" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 330px;"> -<img src="images/i-005a.jpg" width="330" height="64" alt="decoration" /> -</div> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p> - - - - -<h3>PART III.</h3> - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Part two"> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Dick’s whole -estate.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse"><span class="big">N</span>OW when the merchant gave to Dick</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That kitten for his own,</span></div> -<div class="verse">No thing he had alive or dead</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">On earth save it alone.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His regret at -its loss;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And so enamour’d had he grown</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of this his property,</span></div> -<div class="verse">That sooth his heart did sorely smart</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">When Puss was sent to sea.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His melancholy -vein,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then all was lonely as before;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Again he rued his plight:</span></div> -<div class="verse">He moped in solitude all day,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And lay awake all night.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and wayward -fancy.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So dismal and so desolate</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The granary now it seem’d,</span></div> -<div class="verse">He long’d in the green fields to be,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And where the sunshine gleam’d.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">He deserts -his trust,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Alas! how weak our nature is</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Its cravings to resist:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For Dick betray’d his master’s trust</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To follow his own list.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and wanders -into the -fields.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">He stroll’d abroad into the fields,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He knew not where nor why;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Regardless of his duty quite</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">About the granary.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The Lord -Mayor’s day.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now as it chanced the new Lord Mayor</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of London, that same day,</span></div> -<div class="verse">To meet the king at Westminster</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In state had ta’en his way.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Bow bells</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">With such a charge the city-barge</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Did proudly flaunt along:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And the bells of Bow were nothing slow</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To greet him with—<i>ding, dong</i>.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">heard by -Dick.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">While truant Dick all sad and sick</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was wandering in despair,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Hark! hark! the music of Bow-bells</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Came wafted on the air.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">What they -seemed to -say.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">They seem’d to say—<i>Turn Whit-ting-ton</i>:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;"><i>Again turn Whit-ting-ton</i>:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And when he listen’d still, they said—</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;"><i>Lord May-or of Lon-don</i>.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Again he heard the self-same words</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Repeated by the chimes;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Yet trusted not, till he had heard</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The same an hundred times.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His repentance -and -return.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">“It must be so: and I will go</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Back to my granary.</span></div> -<div class="verse">Oh shame! to be so false while he</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was true and kind to me.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">He turn’d, and reach’d the granary</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Before the fall of day:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And not a living soul e’er knew</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That he had run away.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">his good -resolves,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">This foolish prank he sorely rued;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But now that it was o’er,</span></div> -<div class="verse">And he all right again, he vow’d</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He ne’er would do so more.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">rewarded by -peace of -mind.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And so that night in peace he slept,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And so to joy he rose:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But while he slept, he thought he trod</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon the Lord Mayor’s toes.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His prophetic -dream.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Patience—patience! my little boy;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Take heed to save your skin:</span></div> -<div class="verse">The Lord Mayor is a portly man,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And thou but small and thin.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Beware of cage, beware of cat</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That tails hath three times three:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For he may strip, and he may whip,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And he may ’mprison thee.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">All in his sleep this sage advice</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Seem’d whisper’d to his ear:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Nathless right on the Lord Mayor’s toe</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He stood withouten fear.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">A visiter</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Again the day had pass’d away,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And night was creeping o’er,</span></div> -<div class="verse">When such a knock as mote him shock</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was thunder’d at his door.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">brings tidings -of his -luck.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">“Hallo! hallo! why batter so?”</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In trembling voice he sung:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Whereat wide-open flew the door,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And in the Captain sprung.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">“Good luck, good luck! my jolly buck!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Why whimper there and whine?</span></div> -<div class="verse">Cheer up now Maister Whittington,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For—all the cargo’s thine.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His incredulity.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But Dick was so much used to woe,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He dared not trust on weal:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Nor had he zest to point a jest</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To rouse the sailor’s peal.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The congratulations -of the household.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Till soon the household made aware</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Came rattling at the door,</span></div> -<div class="verse">And greeted Maister Whittington,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who was poor Dick before.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">They led him forth a man of worth,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And humbly call’d him <i>Sire</i>;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And placed him in a huge arm-chair</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Before the merchant’s fire.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The good man heard the rumour’d word</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And eke his daughter fair;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And both ran straight to where he sate</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">All in this huge arm-chair.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">’Twas then the merchant laugh’d aloud,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And then the maiden smiled:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And then the servants bow’d to him</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">They had before reviled.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">The virtue -of riches.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">For Poverty may blameless be,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Yet is an unblest thing;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And wealth, for all that good men preach,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Doth sure obeisance bring.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">This truth found Dick, who grew full quick</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Into an honour’d man;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Yet was he loth to let his luck</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Abide where it began.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His active -industry,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So join’d he jolly venturers</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In every good emprise;</span></div> -<div class="verse">It was no niggard share he staked</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In all their argosies.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">rewarded.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">All lucky he came off at sea;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But luckier far on land,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Whenas the merchant’s daughter fair</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Gave him her heart and hand.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His honours.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Next he became an Alderman,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And Lord Mayor before long:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And then—oh! how the bells of Bow</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Did greet him with <i>ding-dong</i>.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">E’en on that day they seem’d to say</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;"><i>Lord May-or of Lon-don</i>:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But when he listen’d still they said</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;"><i>Sir Rich-ard Whit-ting-ton</i>.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">His charity.</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then thought he on the luckless lad</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That swept the granary floor;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Nor ever in the pride of wealth</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Did he forget the poor.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And so God save our good Lord Mayor,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And give him wealth and wit:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But never let a prentice-lad</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dick Whittington forget.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -</table> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 179px;"> -<img src="images/i-044.jpg" width="179" height="164" alt="ship at sea" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 265px;"> -<img src="images/i-045a.jpg" width="265" height="52" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>THE THREE WISHES.</h2> - - -<div class="center"><i>A Lay ʃung in ʃmall Families during the Moon<br /> -which follows next to that which is<br /> -known as the Honey-moon.</i></div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 90px;"> -<img src="images/i-045b.jpg" width="90" height="86" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a><br /><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 344px;"> -<img src="images/i-047a.jpg" width="344" height="94" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - -<h2>The Three Wishes.</h2> - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Part poem and sidenotes"> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-047-drop-i.jpg" alt="I" /> -</div> -<div class="verse drop-cap2">IN wedlock once (’twas years agone)</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Were join’d a simple pair;</span></div> -<div class="verse2">The man in sooth was wondrous poor,</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The woman wondrous fair.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Love is not -covetous,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">What wonder then that they should love,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As none e’er loved before;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And tho’ few worldly goods they had,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">They coveted no more.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">but, whether -woman’s, -or -man’s,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">For woman is a generous thing,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And loves for love alone;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And man he loves for beauty’s sake,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And dotes on flesh and bone.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">For woman is a generous thing,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And loves for love alone;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And man he loves for beauty’s sake,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And dotes on flesh and bone.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">consists not -with starvation;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But flesh and bone they must be fed,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As all the world doth know;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Withouten food the loveliest flesh</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Most hideous soon doth grow.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Nor bone will thrive on love alone,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">If bread and meat it lacks;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Withouten food, the stronger love,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The weaker bone doth wax.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and is perill’d -by idleness,</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now three weeks wedded had they been,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And though he was so poor,</span></div> -<div class="verse">The man, who had no goods within,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Scarce passed without the door.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The woman loved him still so much,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">She wish’d for nought instead;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Yet did she pine, each night to go</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">All supperless to bed.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">One night as o’er the hearth they sat,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The embers glowing bright,</span></div> -<div class="verse">My dear, quoth he, most fair by day</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Thou’rt fairer still by night!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">which induces -want,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">I too, quoth she, do love thee now</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As ne’er I loved before;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Yet, were I not so hungry, I</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Methinks should love thee more.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">discontent,</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Alas, said he, that poverty</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Should such fond hearts betide!</span></div> -<div class="verse">I fain would work,—but love thee so,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">I cannot leave thy side:</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and unavailing -wishes:</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">I wish that we were very rich!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">She answer’d,—I am thine:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And, though I never cared for wealth,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Thy wishes shall be mine.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Scarce had they spoke when on the hearth</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Appear’d a little fay:</span></div> -<div class="verse">So beautiful she was, the room</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">It shone as bright as day.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">of which -even the full -indulgence</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then waving thrice her lily hand,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In silver tones she spake;—</span></div> -<div class="verse">Thrice may ye wish what wish ye please,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And thrice your wish shall take.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">I am your guardian fay, she said,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And joy to see your love:</span></div> -<div class="verse">What would ye more to make you blest</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As spirits are above?</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The beauteous fay then vanishing,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The man he kiss’d his wife;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And swore he never was before</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">So happy in his life.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now shall I be a lord, said he,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A bishop, or a king?</span></div> -<div class="verse">We’ll think it o’er to night, nor wish</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In haste for any thing.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">would end -in folly.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Be it, said she; to-morrow then</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">We’ll wish one wish, my dear:</span></div> -<div class="verse">In the meantime, I only wish</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">We had some pudding here.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Ah! luckless wish! upon the word,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A pudding straightway came:</span></div> -<div class="verse">At which the man wax’d high with rage,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The woman low with shame.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">Then folly -begets anger;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And as she hid her blushing eyes,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And crouch’d upon a stool;</span></div> -<div class="verse">The man he rose and stamp’d his foot,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And cursed her for a fool.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">He stamp’d his foot, and clench’d his fist,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And scarce refrain’d from blows:</span></div> -<div class="verse">A pudding! zounds, cried he, I wish</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">You had it at your nose!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Up rose the pudding as he spake,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And, like an air-balloon,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Was borne aloft in empty space,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But oh! it settled soon:</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and anger -strife,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Too soon it settled on the nose</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of his unhappy wife:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Alas! how soon an angry word</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Turns harmony to strife!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">For now the woman sobb’d aloud</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To feel the pudding there;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And in her turn was angry too,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And call’d the man a bear.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">followed by -remorse and -shame.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But when their anger had burnt out,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Its ash remain’d behind;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Remorse and shame that they had been</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">So foolish and so blind.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The man brake silence first, and said,—</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Two wishes now are gone,</span></div> -<div class="verse">And nothing gain’d; but one remains,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And much may still be done.—</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Oh were it so! but I have gain’d</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">What much I wish to lose—</span></div> -<div class="verse">The woman blurted, as she saw</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The pudding at her nose.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then off the pudding flew amain,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And roll’d into the dish:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For she in sooth unwittingly</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Had wish’d the other wish.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now when the man saw what was done,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His choler quick return’d;</span></div> -<div class="verse">But when he look’d into her face,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With love again he burn’d.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">But love -consists with -a lowly -estate,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">For now she smiled as she was wont,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And seem’d so full of charms,</span></div> -<div class="verse">That all unmindful of the past</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He rush’d into her arms.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Oh! how I joy thou’rt not, she said,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nor bishop, king, nor lord!</span></div> -<div class="verse">I love thee better as thou art,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">I do, upon my word!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And I, said he, do dote on thee:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For now the pudding’s gone,</span></div> -<div class="verse">There’s not a face in any place</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">So pretty as thine own!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">so there be -contentment,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But as we have the pudding here,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">’Tis all we want,—said she,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Suppose we just sit down awhile</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And eat it merrily.</span></div></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and industry.</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">With all my heart, my love, said he,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For I am hungry too:</span></div> -<div class="verse">From this time forth, I’ll strive to earn</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Enough for me and you.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">Moral.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">The fay then reappear’d, and spake</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The moral of my song:—</span></div> -<div class="verse">“Man wants but little here below,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nor wants that little long.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Love is a heavenly prize in sooth,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But earthborn flesh and bone,</span></div> -<div class="verse">If they would love, must live as well,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And cannot love alone.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then strive to earn the bread of life,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And guard your body’s health;</span></div> -<div class="verse">But mark—enough is all you want,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And competence is wealth.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And to that happy soul, who love</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With competency blends,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Contentment is a crown of joy!—</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And here the moral ends.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -</table> -</div> - - - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 248px;"> -<img src="images/i-055a.jpg" width="248" height="54" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<div class="center">A brief Account of the ſad Accident<br />which befel</div> - -<h2>LITTLE RED-RIDING-HOOD</h2> - -<div class="center">ſhowing plainly what brought<br /> -about the ſame.<br /> -<br /> -<i>A Lay of the Nurʃery, as chanted to ʃimple<br /> -Muʃic by the lady-governeʃʃes<br /> -of the olden time.</i></div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> -<img src="images/i-057b.jpg" width="100" height="90" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a><br /><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 344px;"> -<img src="images/i-047a.jpg" width="344" height="94" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - -<h2>Little Red-riding-hood.</h2> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-057-drop-a.jpg" alt="A" /> -</div> -<div class="verse drop-cap">A LITTLE girl once lived in a cottage near a tree,</div> -<div class="verse">A pretty little girl she was, and good as she could be.</div> -<div class="verse">Her father often kiss’d her; and her mother loved her so,</div> -<div class="verse">That if the king had pledged his crown for her, she had said—no.</div> -<div class="verse">Her grandmother, who lived in a village through a wood,</div> -<div class="verse">Had made her little granddaughter a nice red riding-hood,</div> -<div class="verse">This riding-hood she used to wear whenever she walk’d out;</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span>It was so smart, the boys and girls would follow her about.</div> -<div class="verse">And all the neighbours loved her, and to see her often came;</div> -<div class="verse">And little Dame Red-riding-hood they call’d her for her name.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">One beautiful fine morning when her mother had been churning,</div> -<div class="verse">This little girl upon the hearth some nice sweet cakes was turning:</div> -<div class="verse">And whisper’d softly to herself, how well our oven bakes!</div> -<div class="verse">Oh, how I wish that grandmamma could taste these nice sweet cakes!</div> -<div class="verse">Her mother who was close behind, and heard her little mutter,</div> -<div class="verse">Then you shall take her some, she said, with some of my fresh butter.</div> -<div class="verse">But loiter not upon the road, nor from the footpath stray,</div> -<div class="verse">For many wicked folks there be might harm thee by the way.</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span>As soon as she had heard these words, oh! how she jump’d for joy!</div> -<div class="verse">For she old granny loved as much as most love a new toy.</div> -<div class="verse">She put on her red-riding-hood, and started off in haste;</div> -<div class="verse">All eager for her grandmother her nice sweet cakes to taste.</div> -<div class="verse">And thus as on she trotted with her basket on her arm,</div> -<div class="verse">She little thought that any one would wish to do her harm.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now when she came into the wood, through which the footpath lay,</div> -<div class="verse">The birds were singing all around, the flowers were blooming gay.</div> -<div class="verse">Such yellow buttercups she saw, such violets white and blue,</div> -<div class="verse">Such primroses, such sweet-briars, and honey-suckles too;</div> -<div class="verse">That, oh! she thought within herself, I wish Mamma were here:</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span>I’m sure she’d let me stop awhile; there can be nought to fear:</div> -<div class="verse">I must just pick these pretty flowers which smell so fresh and sweet:</div> -<div class="verse">’Twill be so nice to take her home a nose-gay for a treat.</div> -<div class="verse">She told me not to loiter here, nor from the footpath stray;</div> -<div class="verse">And so I wont stop very long, nor wander far away.</div> -<div class="verse">And so she stopp’d, nor thought of harm, because she knew not what:</div> -<div class="verse">Enough it should have been to know—Mamma had told her not.</div> -<div class="verse">And from the path she stray’d away, and pick’d a thousand flowers;</div> -<div class="verse">And all the birds did welcome her within their leafy bowers.</div> -<div class="verse">But, as it so fell out, a wolf was basking in the grass,</div> -<div class="verse">And soon with his sharp hazel eyes espied the little lass.</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span>And then he trotted up to her, and right before her stood:</div> -<div class="verse">How do you do, my dear? said he; what brings you to my wood?</div> -<div class="verse">Now though his coat was very rough, his words were soft and kind;</div> -<div class="verse">And not a single thought of fear e’er cross’d her simple mind.</div> -<div class="verse">And so she freely said,—I go to see my Granny, Sir,</div> -<div class="verse">Who lives in yonder village in the cottage near the fir.</div> -<div class="verse">I am her little pet, you know, and take her nice sweet cakes—</div> -<div class="verse">Good bye; said he, and brush’d away thro’ bushes and thro’ brakes.</div> -<div class="verse">And not five minutes had pass’d by since he had quitted her,</div> -<div class="verse">Before he reach’d the village and the cottage near the fir.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">He rubb’d and scratch’d against the door; but she was ill in bed;</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span>And when he tried to make a knock, she feebly raised her head;</div> -<div class="verse">And cried, who knocks at Martha’s door, and poor old Martha wakes?</div> -<div class="verse">It is your little pet, said he, who brings you nice sweet cakes.</div> -<div class="verse">God help you, dearest child, she cried, so pull the string you know;</div> -<div class="verse">And up the latch will go, my love, and you may enter so.</div> -<div class="verse">Then up he jump’d to reach the string, and open flew the door;</div> -<div class="verse">And in he walk’d, and fasten’d it, just as it was before.</div> -<div class="verse">Alas! alas!—as you or I on bread and milk would sup,</div> -<div class="verse">The greedy wolf this poor old dame he gobbled fairly up.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But now, ashamed of what he’d done, he jump’d into her bed;</div> -<div class="verse">And put her gown upon his back, her cap upon his head.</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span>But ere he long had lain, there came the very little pet,</div> -<div class="verse">Who long’d to tell her Granny of the kind wolf she had met.</div> -<div class="verse">And gently tapping at the door, she whisper’d soft and still;</div> -<div class="verse">And the false wolf spake huskily, as he were very ill:</div> -<div class="verse">Who knocks at Martha’s door, he cried, and poor old Martha wakes?</div> -<div class="verse">It is her little pet, said she, who brings her nice sweet cakes.</div> -<div class="verse">God help you, dearest, cried the wolf, so pull the string you know;</div> -<div class="verse">And up the latch will go, my love, and you may enter so.</div> -<div class="verse">Then up she jump’d to reach the string, and open flew the door;</div> -<div class="verse">And in she stepp’d, and fasten’d it, just as it was before.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now take off your red riding-hood, and come to me in bed:</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span>He spake with an affected voice, and cover’d up his head.</div> -<div class="verse">The little damsel, as he spoke, just saw his hairy nose:</div> -<div class="verse">Yet now she did as she was bid, and so pull’d off her clothes.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Oh! Granny, what rough arms you’ve got! I’m not afraid, cried she:</div> -<div class="verse">Rough arms? my dearest child, he said; better for hugging thee.</div> -<div class="verse">Oh! Granny, what sharp eyes you’ve got! I’m half afraid, cried she:</div> -<div class="verse">Sharp eyes? my dearest child, he said; better for seeing thee.</div> -<div class="verse">Oh! Granny, what long ears you’ve got! I’m quite afraid, cried she:</div> -<div class="verse">Long ears? my dearest child, he said; better for hearing thee.</div> -<div class="verse">Oh! Granny, what wide lips you’ve got! I think you’ll swallow me:</div> -<div class="verse">Wide lips? my dearest child, he said; better for kissing thee.</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span>Thus having said, he kisses gave her one—two—three—and four;</div> -<div class="verse">And then—he would have eat her up, but he could eat no more.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">So little people all take heed, and do as you are bid;</div> -<div class="verse">Lest you some day should meet a wolf, as this poor maiden did.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 137px;"> -<img src="images/i-065.jpg" width="137" height="168" alt="A man riding a boar" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a><br /><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 265px;"> -<img src="images/i-045a.jpg" width="265" height="52" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<div class="center"> -A Paſſage in the Life of<br /> -</div> -<h2>JACK THE GIANT-KILLER.</h2> -<div class="center"> -<i>A Lay formerly ʃung about the South-weʃtern<br /> -coaʃt of England and the Principality of<br /> -Wales, but known in more remote<br /> -parts ʃince the ʃpread<br /> -of Learning.</i><br /> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 95px;"> -<img src="images/i-067b.jpg" width="95" height="128" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a><br /><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 340px;"> -<img src="images/i-015a.jpg" width="340" height="99" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>Jack the Giant-killer.</h2> - -<div class="center"><i>Monstrum horrendum, informe, ingens.</i></div> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="big">O</span>LD Cormoran of Michael’s mount</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">By all his teeth he swore,</span></div> -<div class="verse">That he would eat more butcher’s meat,</div> -<div class="verse">Than a whole host from Cornwall’s coast</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of ten or fifteen score.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">In Arthur’s reign this Giant lived;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A Giant huge was he:</span></div> -<div class="verse">His name was known in every town,</div> -<div class="verse">From Devon’s border to Land’s-end,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And eke from sea to sea.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Six fingers on each hand he bore,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Six toes upon each foot:</span></div> -<div class="verse">An ox’s hide his glove supplied;</div> -<div class="verse">And three times ten stout Cornish men</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Could sleep within his boot.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And while he bathed his monstrous legs,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And straddled in the seas,</span></div> -<div class="verse">The bravest ship of Arthur’s fleet</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Might sail between his knees.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">His breath was like a gale of wind</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As now-a-days it blows:</span></div> -<div class="verse">His sneeze was like a hurricane;</div> -<div class="verse">And leagues around was heard the sound</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">When he did blow his nose.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">His laugh was like a thunderclap</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">If e’er in jest he spoke;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And the waves that lay in Michael’s bay</div> -<div class="verse">Shook, like a merry company,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Responsive to his joke.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Thrice every day he gorged his fill,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And thrice he drank as well:</span></div> -<div class="verse">One herd at least of salted swine,</div> -<div class="verse">One hundred fatted beeves in brine,</div> -<div class="verse">And eke a thousand casks of wine,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Were stow’d within his cell.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">On every sabbath day at morn,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">While Church-bells toll’d for prayer,</span></div> -<div class="verse">He took his club and took his horn,</div> -<div class="verse">And took his belt with iron welt,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And through the sea did fare.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then foraging the country round</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He pillaged every farm;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And hogs and sheep and oxen too</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Were fell’d by his strong arm:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And then he bound them in his belt,</div> -<div class="verse">And round his waist huge loads did pack,</div> -<div class="verse">And swung the rest across his back,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And sought his isle again:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And not a man of all who dwelt</div> -<div class="verse">Or high or low within that shire,</div> -<div class="verse">Or peasant, parson or esquire,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But dreaded Cormoran.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The very magistrates themselves,</div> -<div class="verse">Who once a fortnight did dispense</div> -<div class="verse">King Arthur’s justice at Penzance,</div> -<div class="verse">Despite of justice and of law</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span>He made them cater for his maw:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And tho’ they lived in rusty pride,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Nor took their country’s pay,</div> -<div class="verse">He spared them not for that a jot,</div> -<div class="verse">But used to say the balance lay</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon the country’s side.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">In sooth it was a grievous sight,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And sad it is to tell,</span></div> -<div class="verse">When Cormoran came o’er the sea,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">What fearful things befel:</span></div> -<div class="verse">He had no shame of his ill name,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">No sneaking thief was born;</span></div> -<div class="verse">But standing stiff on the main cliff</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nine times he wound his horn.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Oh then I ween you might have seen</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">All nature in despair!</span></div> -<div class="verse">The bird soar’d high toward the sky,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The wild beast sought his lair.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The sheep ran huddling to a nook,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As they had seen a wolf:</span></div> -<div class="verse">The snorting colt defied the brook,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Or plunged into the gulf.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The lazy-grouping steers, that grazed</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon the mountain fell,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Forgot their pasture all amazed,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And pour’d into the dell.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The pigs that buried in the straw</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Lay grunting snug and warm,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Now helter-skelter scurried off,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As if they smelt a storm.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The watch-dog tore against his chain,</div> -<div class="verse">As he would choke with rage:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But when he listen’d once agen,</span></div> -<div class="verse">He knew the voice of Cormoran,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And skulk’d into his den.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">From every steeple on the coast,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And eke from every tower,</span></div> -<div class="verse">The village bells right merrily</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Did chime the matins-hour;</span></div> -<div class="verse">But when they heard th’ accursed blast,</div> -<div class="verse">Each sturdy sexton stood aghast;</div> -<div class="verse">The rope it glided from his grasp,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And silence reign’d around:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Save here and there where sudden jerk</div> -<div class="verse">Had follow’d interrupted work,</div> -<div class="verse">Like dying man’s convulsive gasp,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">There came a jangling sound.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The lads and lasses, who that morn</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Had donn’d their high-day trim,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Were pacing solemnly to prayer,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In modest guise and prim.</span></div> -<div class="verse">Apart they walk’d in decent pride,</div> -<div class="verse">And scarcely ventured side by side:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But hark! it was—it was—</span></div> -<div class="verse">’Twas Cormoran! they knew the sound</div> -<div class="verse">That paralysed the country round,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And hurried off in mass.</span></div> -<div class="verse">Forgetful now of prayer and pride</div> -<div class="verse">In groups they thrid the forest wide,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Or lurk in caves together:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And here and there a plighted pair</div> -<div class="verse">Wander aloof in mute despair,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Or crouch upon the heather.</span></div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span></p> - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 330px;"> -<img src="images/i-005a.jpg" width="330" height="64" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - -<h3>PART II.</h3> - -<div class="center"><i>Ingentes animos angusto in pectore.</i></div> - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span class="big">I</span>N Cornwall then there lived a youth,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">(Such may that land ne’er lack)</span></div> -<div class="verse">His mother call’d him “Johnny dear,”</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His father call’d him Jack.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">In sooth he was of gentle mien,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And of a nature kind:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And though his body it was small,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">It held a mighty mind.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">For he had read of fairy tales,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And deeds of high emprize;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And envied knights who died in fights,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Or lived in ladies’ eyes.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And not a wrestling match there was,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But Jack would try his skill;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And not a fair but Jack was there</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To wreak his merry will.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And while he sat upon some rock,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And watch’d his sheep by day,</span></div> -<div class="verse">His eyes were with his silly flock,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His soul was far away.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Sometimes he went to beard intent</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A Giant in his den;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Sometimes he thought he singly fought</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With twice two hundred men:</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And when he found himself aground,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Not caring to be slain</span></div> -<div class="verse">He sprang afoot, and off he shot</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Till he might breathe again.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now Jack while he sat thoughtfully</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">One glorious sabbath morn,</span></div> -<div class="verse">It so befel, as I did tell,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That Cormoran wound his horn.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The ewes were browsing o’er the downs,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And scatter’d far away;</span></div> -<div class="verse">The lusty lambs had drain’d their dams,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And gamboll’d off to play.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now all did prick their ears right quick</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Astounded at the blast;</span></div> -<div class="verse">As if a kite had soar’d in sight,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Or fox had skulken past.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And then they scour’d about the lay,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And piteously did bleat,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Till in the throng that rush’d along</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Each one its own might meet.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Cried Jack—It is a shame, I wis,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A burning shame to see</span></div> -<div class="verse">This Cormoran, a single man,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Defy the whole countrie!</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">What! tho’ no hand on Cornish land</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Can wield the giant’s axe:</span></div> -<div class="verse">One heart there is as stout as his,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And that one heart is Jack’s.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And, if I know a trick or two</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">May serve me in good stead,</span></div> -<div class="verse">This very night my mark I’ll write</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon the giant’s head.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">That day pass’d by most tediously,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And Jack the hours did count,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Till night came on and he was gone</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Alone to Michael’s mount.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">His horn was at his collar hung,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His hatchet in his hand;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Adown his side his spade was tied;</div> -<div class="verse">A pickaxe at his back was slung;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And thus he left the land.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Across the bay he held his way,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And swam with all his might;</span></div> -<div class="verse">It was so dark he scarce could mark</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The mountain’s frowning height.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But soon he gain’d the rocky land,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And dripping from the wave</span></div> -<div class="verse">He peer’d around, till he had found</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The hateful giant’s cave.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">There right afore the giant’s door</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He dug a huge big hole;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Full deep and wide on every side</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[67]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He scoop’d it like a mole.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">With muchel toil he moved the soil;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And then, to hide his tricks,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Above the cavern’s gaping mouth</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He wove a frame of sticks.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">A frame of sticks just strong enough</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To bear the living sward;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Which he so laid o’er as it was before,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Not a trace of the hole appear’d.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then pickaxe, spade, and hatchet too</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon the ground he cast:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And he took his horn to salute the morn</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And blew a jolly blast.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now how he danced, and how he pranced,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To think what he had done!</span></div> -<div class="verse">But when he heard what then he heard,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He well nigh burst for fun.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">“Holloa—Yaugh! Holloa—Yaugh!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who dares wake Cormoran?</span></div> -<div class="verse">As I am good, by my father’s blood,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[68]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">I smell a breathing man!”</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then he rubb’d his eyes and drove to rise,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But woke so tardily,</span></div> -<div class="verse">That while he yawn’d the morning dawn’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And Jack bethought to flee.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But while yet slumber his lids did cumber</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He blew another blast;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And the giant rush’d out and blink’d about,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Till Jack he spied at last.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">What whipster is that scarce as tall as a cat?</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He’ll do to broil or bake:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But he’s too small for me withal</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">This long night’s fast to break.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Tis Jack, I swear! ah Jack, mon cher,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">This is a merry bout!</span></div> -<div class="verse">I’ll pay your score—and all before</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Your mother knows you’re out.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">So on he strode: but soon he trod</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Aboon Jack’s handywork;</span></div> -<div class="verse">When in he fell, and roll’d pell-mell</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[69]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Blaspheming like a Turk.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then Jack peep’d in, and rubb’d his chin,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">While thus he spake his foe:—</span></div> -<div class="verse">Now, as you’re good, by your father’s blood,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dear giant, swear not so.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Why thus perplex’d and sorely vex’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Kind heart! for me and mine?</span></div> -<div class="verse">My mother knows I’m out;—but does</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Your father know you’re in?</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">At Jack’s keen wit the giant bit</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His flesh with grief and pain:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Then with mock glee—Bravo! cried he:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Now help me out again.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Jack quick replied: on either side</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With both your hands hold tight:</span></div> -<div class="verse">While I take care to seize your hair,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And pull with all my might.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The Giant did as he was bid;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">When Jack his humour spoke:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For though so brave and seeming grave</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[70]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He dearly loved a joke.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">“Stay, stay: the air is cold up here,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And you are delicate:</span></div> -<div class="verse">It sure were best to breakfast first;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">I well can spare to wait.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But broil not me, who am you see</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Scarce taller than a cat:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Not half enough, besides I’m tough;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Do pray instead take—that:”—</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Whereat a thump he dealt so plump,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon the Giant’s head,</span></div> -<div class="verse">That down he roll’d upon the mould,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And there he lay like dead.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then Jack jump’d down and kneeling on</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Him pull’d his clasp-knife out;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And here he gash’d, and there he slash’d,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As one would crimp a trout.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now such a flood of giant’s blood</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Came rushing from each wound,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Jack well had need to off with speed,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[71]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Or sooth he had been drown’d.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then up he sprang, and, like a cock</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That dead hath struck his foe,</span></div> -<div class="verse">He stood aloof upon a rock,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And thus began to crow.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The deed is done! the game is won!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Great Cormoran is slain!</span></div> -<div class="verse">Now frisk and leap, my pretty sheep,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">All merrily again.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The deed is done! the game is won!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Right glorious Jack will be:</span></div> -<div class="verse">All Cornwall’s coast his fame shall boast</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For this great victory!</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But who can know who struck the blow,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Since none were here to see?</span></div> -<div class="verse">What boots to Jack if he go back</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Without some true trophee?</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">For men in sooth are wondrous loth</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To spend a word of praise:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Though great and small are prodigal</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[72]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Of evil words always.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But off to bear the Giant’s gear</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Jack was too weak of limb:</span></div> -<div class="verse">He scarce could stand the weight on land;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Then how with it to swim?</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Wherefor he felt beneath his belt;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Perchance he there mote wear</span></div> -<div class="verse">A signet, or some love-token,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Or lock of lady’s hair.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">For who so fierce, but love may pierce</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His breast, to all unknown?</span></div> -<div class="verse">What heart so sere, but springs a tear</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In secret and alone?</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But Cormoran was not the man</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To rue his lonely couch:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Nor pledge nor plight of lady bright</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was there within his pouch.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">There lay alone a steer’s thigh-bone,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sharp pointed, huge, and thick;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Wherewith he used (for tell’t I must)</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[73]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">His monstrous teeth to pick.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now this took Jack, and on his back</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He slung the ugly spoil:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And thus again he swam the main,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sore sick of blood and toil.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The morn was bright, the breeze was light,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Jack stemm’d the wave meanwhile:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And all Penzance came forth to see</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who left the Giant’s isle.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">They mark’d him ride the buoyant tide,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As one of stubborn mind;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And how he cleft his way and left</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A blood-red track behind.—</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now Jack once more on Cornwall’s shore</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Unslung his huge trophee:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And all flock’d round, and mark’d with stound</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">What this strange thing mote be.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">So thick! so long! so sharp! so strong!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">They saw the truth full quick:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For who but he its lord could be?</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[74]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">’Twas Cormoran’s own tooth-pick!</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And who could seize that pocket-piece,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nor pay for’t with his head?</span></div> -<div class="verse">And who e’er felt beneath that belt?</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">It must be he was dead!</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then did they shout with joyous rout,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And Jack bore off amain:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Right up Penzance they led their dance,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Then led it down again.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">It chanced that morn the Ealdorman</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sat there in civic state;</span></div> -<div class="verse">On matters high of polity</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For to deliberate.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">So when this noise of men and boys</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Resounded through the street,</span></div> -<div class="verse">He felt the weight of high estate</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And trembled in his seat.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But soon a scout who had peep’d out</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">These welcome tidings told:—</span></div> -<div class="verse">“They bring a lad—some thief, or pad!”</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[75]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Whereat he waxed more bold.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">For though he had no heart to beard</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A burglar stout and tall,</span></div> -<div class="verse">He yet was glad to trounce a lad,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Because he was so small.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But threats soon turn to promises,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And punishment to praise,</span></div> -<div class="verse">When Jack walks in and on the board</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The giant’s tooth-pick lays!</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The Ealdorman is all astound,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And scarce his eyes believes;</span></div> -<div class="verse">For ’twas long syne that he did dine</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon his own fat beeves.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">As fitting meed for such brave deed,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He fain would wealth bestow:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But money there was then as rare</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As now-a-days, I trow.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But honour shone more bright than coin</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Before Jack’s noble eyes:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Awake—asleep—he still might keep</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[76]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Untarnish’d this fair prize.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The Ealdorman then rising up,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">While Jack before him knelt,</span></div> -<div class="verse">In Arthur’s name he dubb’d him knight,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And girt him with a belt.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The belt it was of good leather,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With letters stamp’d of gold;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And all the world might read thereon</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">This simple history told:—</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;"><b>This is the valiant Cornish man</b></span></div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;"><b>Who slew the giant Cormoran!</b></span></div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 137px;"> -<img src="images/i-036.jpg" width="137" height="118" alt="" /> -</div> - - - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[77]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 248px;"> -<img src="images/i-055a.jpg" width="248" height="54" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>DIVERS SMALL HISTORIES,</h2> - -<div class="center"><i>not known to the Ancients</i>.</div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> -<img src="images/i-057b.jpg" width="100" height="90" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[78]</a><br /><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 344px;"> -<img src="images/i-047a.jpg" width="344" height="94" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>The Vain Mouse.</h2> - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Part poem and sidenotes"> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-091-drop-u.jpg" alt="U" /> -</div> -<div class="verse2 drop-cap3">UPON a river side</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A Frog had built his house;</span></div> -<div class="verse2">And in a hole close by</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">There lived a little Mouse.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now as they lived so near,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And went out in fine weather,</span></div> -<div class="verse">They used to meet sometimes,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And laugh and talk together.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Thus as they jogg’d along</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">So happily through life,</span></div> -<div class="verse">The neighbours often said,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">They must be man and wife.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Now Mouse was rather gay,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">While Froggy was most proper;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And so he said one day,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">’Tis time for me to stop her.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">A fair offer,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">That very afternoon,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As they were taking tea,</span></div> -<div class="verse">I love you, Mouse, said he;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Pray will you marry me?</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But Mouse was very vain;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And, though mice are so rife,</span></div> -<div class="verse">I’m sure she thought herself</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The prettiest mouse in life.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">rejected with -disdain.</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So looking grave at Frog</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That he should dare to woo,</span></div> -<div class="verse">She said,—how can I love</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A cold, damp thing, like you?</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then jumping from her seat,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As if to shew her spite,</span></div> -<div class="verse">She whisk’d him with her tail,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nor wish’d him once good-night.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But, as it so fell out,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Old Pussy had been walking,</span></div> -<div class="verse">And stopp’d to listen there</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">While Frog and Mouse were talking:</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Vanity -meets its deserts.</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And just as this vain Mouse</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was trotting home to bed,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Old Pussy cried,—Stop, stop!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And seized her by the head.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Then Froggy who peep’d out</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And saw how she was treated,</span></div> -<div class="verse">It serves her right, said he,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For being so conceited.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So Pussy took poor Mouse,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And gave her to her kittens,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Who supp’d upon her flesh,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But saved her skin for mittens.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -</table> -</div> - - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 137px;"> -<img src="images/i-036.jpg" width="137" height="118" alt="flowers" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[83]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 309px;"> -<img src="images/i-095a.jpg" width="309" height="63" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>Cock Robin and Jenny Wren.</h2> - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-015-drop-g.jpg" alt="G" /> -</div> - <div class="verse drop-cap">“GOOD morning, dear Robin!” said sweet Jenny Wren:</div> -<div class="verse">“Good morning, sweet Jenny!” said Robin again.</div> -<div class="verse">Then chirping and flirting and hopping and bobbing</div> -<div class="verse">Together sat down Jenny Wren and Cock Robin.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then Jenny broke silence:—“Ah me! if you knew,</div> -<div class="verse">Dear Robin, how this little heart beats for you,</div> -<div class="verse">It hardly would happen that poor Jenny Wren</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[84]</a></span>Must always give place to Dame Robin your hen.”</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">“Sweet Jenny!” said he, “you don’t surely suppose</div> -<div class="verse">That Robins can trifle like jackdaws and crows!</div> -<div class="verse">You know birds of my quality must be decorous;</div> -<div class="verse">Though between you and me, sweet, it may sometimes bore us.”</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">“Then come, my dear Robin! then come to my bower,</div> -<div class="verse">Now the trees are all leaf and the fields are all flower:</div> -<div class="verse">The world may tell stories,—I don’t care a fig,</div> -<div class="verse">While pretty Cock Robin is perch’d on my twig.”</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Cock Robin was tickled, and thrice chirp’d aloud,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</a></span>And thrice wagg’d his tail and thrice graciously bow’d:</div> -<div class="verse">Then he bustled and rustled and whittled so high,</div> -<div class="verse">That he woke a dull owl who was dozing close by.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">“Whit-a-whoo!” cried the owl, as he blink’d with surprise:</div> -<div class="verse">“Where is he?—this sun is too bright for my eyes.”</div> -<div class="verse">But a cloud passing over, as if fate was in it,</div> -<div class="verse">He pounced upon Robin at that very minute.</div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Poor Cock Robin! alas, that he should be so frail!</div> -<div class="verse">How could he give ear to her flattering tale!</div> -<div class="verse">The Owl minced him for supper: but, had he been wise,</div> -<div class="verse">He had still supp’d himself on Dame Robin’s mince-pies.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</a></span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 329px;"> -<img src="images/i-98.jpg" width="329" height="130" alt="dogs attacking stag, hunter with bow and arrow behind" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 340px;"> -<img src="images/i-015a.jpg" width="340" height="99" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>The Proud Eagle.</h2> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-057-drop-a.jpg" alt="A" /> -</div> -<div class="verse drop-cap">AN eagle dwelt upon a rock,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And perch’d upon the topmost stones:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Whence he would pounce on bird and beast</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And bear them off to pick their bones.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">He was a proud and cruel bird,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And boasted of his beak and claw;</span></div> -<div class="verse">His eye could reach both far and near,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And hunger was his only law.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">One morning in the month of May</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A lamb was bleating on the lawn:</span></div> -<div class="verse">“A fig for lambs,” said he; “to-day</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">I’ll breakfast on a pretty fawn.”</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But every pretty fawn that day</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was shelter’d by its careful dam:</span></div> -<div class="verse">So as he could not breakfast there,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He turn’d again to find the lamb.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And though he might have caught a hare</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who hurried off towards her brue;</span></div> -<div class="verse">“Nay think not, silly puss” he cried</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“That I would stoop to lunch on you.”</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">But now the shepherd watch’d his lambs,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And, as he dared not venture there,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Away he flew, and swore aloud</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He’d gobble up alive the hare.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">He pass’d a little mouse just then,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nor deigned to touch such paltry food:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But soon he found the prudent hare</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Had stole away into the wood.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then in a passion back he flew</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To swallow whole the little mouse:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But little mouse her danger knew,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And so had crept into her house.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">And now the evening dews were rising:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And as the light was waxing pale,</span></div> -<div class="verse">This proud bird (deem it not surprising)</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was glad to sup upon a snail.</span></div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 212px;"> -<img src="images/i-101.jpg" width="212" height="163" alt="man swinging net at large moth" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[90]</a><br /><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[91]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 344px;"> -<img src="images/i-047a.jpg" width="344" height="94" alt="decoaration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>Young Lumpkin’s Hyæna.</h2> - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Part poem and sidenotes"> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-047-drop-i.jpg" alt="I" /> -</div> -<div class="verse drop-cap2">IT was once on a time people said a hyæna</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Lived close by the village and had a snug lair;</span></div> -<div class="verse2">They were sure ’twas a real one, young Lumpkin had seen her,</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With a head like a wolf and a tail like a bear.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Old Gaffer moreover, who used to sit quaffing,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">One night heard a scuffle and found a goose dead;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And dame Slipperslopper had often heard laughing,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">While folks were, or ought to have been, all abed.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So with common consent they determined to stop her,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For hyænas they said were a mischievous race:</span></div> -<div class="verse">So Gaffer and Lumpkin and Dame Slipperslopper</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sallied forth one fine morning all girt for the chase.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">They soon reach’d the hole where they reckon’d to find her,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And all took their posts as they gather’d round close;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And the Dame she peep’d in, though no mole could be blinder,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As she settled her spectacles over her nose.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But just at that moment our old friend the fox,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">(For no more and no less was Young Lumpkin’s Hyæna)</span></div> -<div class="verse">Was starting to visit old Gaffer’s fat cocks,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And he brush’d past her face just as if he’d not seen her.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">She started—her glasses fell into the hole;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And backward she tumbled and shriek’d like a child.</span></div> -<div class="verse">Young Lumpkin stood silent and look’d like a fool;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Old Gaffer ran homeward, as if he was wild.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But before he got home he had lost a fine chicken,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And Dame Slipperslopper came back in chagrin:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But the Fox grinn’d with joy while his chops he sat licking,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And put on the glasses, to pick the bones clean.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">Moral.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">When a fool prates of wonders—a ghost or a dragon,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Believe not his story, albeit he may swear;</span></div> -<div class="verse">For be sure, that as usual the world will still wag on,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And never a dragon nor ghost will be there.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -</table> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 179px;"> -<img src="images/i-044.jpg" width="179" height="164" alt="ship" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 344px;"> -<img src="images/i-047a.jpg" width="344" height="94" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>The Young Thrushes.<br /> - -<small>A TRUE STORY.</small></h2> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-057-drop-a.jpg" alt="A" /> -</div> -<div class="verse drop-cap">A PRETTY thrush with speckled breast</div> -<div class="verse">Within a yew had made her nest,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And laid her five eggs there:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Five pretty eggs so smooth and blue,</div> -<div class="verse">And, like herself all speckled too,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">She brooded with much care.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">By day, by night, so close she sat,</div> -<div class="verse">No babbling dog, no crafty cat,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">No boy her secret knew:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Nor bird—save one, who sat apart</div> -<div class="verse">And whistled to console her heart,—</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Her gentle mate, and true.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Thus time pass’d cheerily away;</div> -<div class="verse">Meanwhile her bosom day by day</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With kindling fondness yearn’d:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Till, on the morn when it befel</div> -<div class="verse">Her callow nestlings burst the shell,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With mother’s love it burn’d.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now all seem’d brighter to her eye,</div> -<div class="verse">The earth more green, more blue the sky,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">For all with love was dyed:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And while she flitted round for food,</div> -<div class="verse">And pick’d it for her helpless brood,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">She wish’d no joy beside.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Alas, that joy so sweet and pure</div> -<div class="verse">Should be on earth so little sure!</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But such is Heaven’s decree.</span></div> -<div class="verse">Puss mark’d where she was wont to fly,</div> -<div class="verse">And watch’d her with a yellow eye,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[97]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And noted well the tree.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Now stealthily she crept beneath,</div> -<div class="verse">And there she crouch’d as still as death,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Till home the thrush might go:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But mother’s eyes are open wide;</div> -<div class="verse">And soon the cautious parent spied</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">The ambush of her foe.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Wherefore she went not near the yew,</div> -<div class="verse">But quite another way she flew;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And Pussy’s game seem’d lost:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For all in vain she strove to find</div> -<div class="verse">The nest which lay so close and blind,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Where two thick stems were cross’d.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then basking in the sunny ray,</div> -<div class="verse">She soon began to purr and play,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As all on love intent:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And mildness, like the velvet paw</div> -<div class="verse">Which cloked the terrors of her claw,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[98]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Belied her natural bent.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Twas thus, whenas the senseless brood,</div> -<div class="verse">Who miss’d awhile their custom’d food,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Began to chirp complaints;</span></div> -<div class="verse">As if their mother knew not best,</div> -<div class="verse">Or would not charge her careful breast</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">With all their little wants.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Full soon their folly did they rue;</div> -<div class="verse">(As foolish children always do;)</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">But ah! they rued too late:</span></div> -<div class="verse">For Pussy heard their silly wail,</div> -<div class="verse">And prick’d her ears, and lash’d her tail,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And grinn’d with scorn and hate.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Then up the tree amain she sprung,</div> -<div class="verse">From branch, to bough, she leapt, she clung,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Till right within the nook,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Where lay the nestlings snug and warm,</div> -<div class="verse">She planted her terrific form,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[99]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And all the yew-tree shook!</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">How then they trembled in despair,</div> -<div class="verse">And long’d to have their Mother there,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Most grievous is to tell:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And how Puss scorn’d such unripe meat,</div> -<div class="verse">And fiercely spurn’d them with her feet.</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Till on the ground they fell!</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">Alas! poor birds! had they been still,</div> -<div class="verse">Nor chirp’d their little plaints of ill,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">While all was for the best,</span></div> -<div class="verse">The unheeding cat had walk’d away;</div> -<div class="verse">And they had lived secure that day</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Within their happy nest.</span></div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 137px;"> -<img src="images/i-065.jpg" width="137" height="168" alt="man riding a boar" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[100]</a><br /><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[101]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 358px;"> -<img src="images/i-113.jpg" width="358" height="69" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>M. P. or The Magpie.</h2> - - - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Part poem and sidenotes"> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">A blockhead</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-057-drop-a.jpg" alt="A" /> -</div> -<div class="verse drop-cap3">A MAGPIE once was such a dunce,</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That all the people said,</span></div> -<div class="verse2">More bricks would lie in a fish’s eye,</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Than learning in his head.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And though his mother herself did bother</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And every trouble took,</span></div> -<div class="verse">Yet not one word could that dull bird</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Repeat without his book.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Till once he saw a young jackdaw</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who dearly loved his letters;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Though not so much his taste was such,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[102]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">As ’twas to ape his betters.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Howe’er this be the jackdaw he</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Could tell a funny story;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And many a bird his prattle heard</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And envied him his glory.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">may emulate -eloquence;</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="verse">But when he shew’d the wond’ring crowd</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">How he could spout and swell,</span></div> -<div class="verse">The Magpie tried for very pride</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">If he could do as well.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and, by -practice,</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">And every night by candlelight</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He conn’d his lessons o’er,</span></div> -<div class="verse">And every morn with the herdsman’s horn</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He rose and practised more.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">learn to -speak with -fluency,</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Full soon he thought himself well taught,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And then began to chatter:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And the careful dame, his mother, came</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">To see what was the matter.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">plausibility,</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="verse">Like Miller Peel he smiled a deal,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And cull’d the fairest diction;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And look’d quite true though well he knew</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That every word was fiction.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[103]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">and grimace,</div> -<br /> -<div class="sidenote">so as to satisfy -himself,—</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="verse">Then to his nose he raised his toes,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And gravely look’d askew;</span></div> -<div class="verse">And thought himself a clever elf:—</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And his mother thought so too.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">and his mother,</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">“Caw, caw!” quoth she; “he sure must be</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">An orator or poet:</span></div> -<div class="verse">I’ll have him sent to Parliament,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">That all the world may know it.”</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">—but not the -Commons -of England.</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">But though he shone so much alone,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And made his mother stare,</span></div> -<div class="verse">“The Members” swore he was a bore,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And had no business there.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Yet there he is, and there I wis,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">He’s likely still to be;</span></div> -<div class="verse">As, should you call at Stephen’s hall,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Yourself may chance to see.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -</table> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[104]</a><br /><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[105]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 348px;"> -<img src="images/i-117.jpg" width="348" height="60" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>The Pigeon and the Hen,<br /> - -<small>OR, THE PRIDE OF STATION.</small></h2> - - - - -<div class="center"> -<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="Part poem and sidenotes"> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Fortune -puffeth up -the heart,</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-057-drop-a.jpg" alt="A" /> -</div> -<div class="verse drop-cap3">A MILK-WHITE pigeon (records state)</div> -<div class="verse2">Was wedded to a milk-white mate:</div> -<div class="verse2">Nor envied prince nor potentate</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">This dainty dove,</span></div> -<div class="verse2">While crouching to her lord she sate,</div> -<div class="verse2"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">And coo’d her love.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">to judge -others.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"> -<div class="verse">Indulged in all her heart’s desire</div> -<div class="verse">She felt no spark of lawless fire;</div> -<div class="verse">So plumed herself throughout the shire</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">A pattern wife:</span></div> -<div class="verse">And chid dame Partlet, as in ire,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[106]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 2em;">For her loose life.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">A scandal to our sex, I vow,</div> -<div class="verse">Those cackling ladies of the mow!</div> -<div class="verse">Or black, or red, or high, or low,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">They have no care;</span></div> -<div class="verse">So he’s a Cock—’tis quite enow</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">For welcome there!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Dame Partlet heard, but felt no shame;</div> -<div class="verse">And let alone the vaunty dame,</div> -<div class="verse">To nurse her pride of wedded fame;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">Herself content</span></div> -<div class="verse">That conscience whisper’d her no blame</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">Of evil bent.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">A shot!—the dove—she knew the sound!</div> -<div class="verse">Her milk-white mate has ta’en a wound:</div> -<div class="verse">He languishes upon the ground:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">His swimming eyes</span></div> -<div class="verse">Heed not his comrades hovering round:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">He gasps—he dies.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[107]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">Altered circumstances</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Oh! what can stint a widow’s grief!</div> -<div class="verse">Our pattern wife defied relief:</div> -<div class="verse">No grain pick’d she, no sprouting leaf,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">—As folks could see:</span></div> -<div class="verse">A pattern widow (to be brief)</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">She fain would be.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">So trimly prinn’d she sat alone,</div> -<div class="verse">And lean’d her breast against a stone,</div> -<div class="verse">As one for ever woe-begone;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">And would not coo:</span></div> -<div class="verse">No wonder that a suitor soon</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">Came down to woo.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">A vulgar bluerock by my fay!</div> -<div class="verse">Without the gentle pouting way</div> -<div class="verse">Of him that died the other day:</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">Alas! he’s gone!</span></div> -<div class="verse">And sore it is for one to stay,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">And live alone!</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[108]</a></span> -<div class="sidenote">induce altered -feelings.</div></td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">This bluerock press’d his suit so close,</div> -<div class="verse">Now strutting up upon his toes,</div> -<div class="verse">Now whispering something nose to nose,—</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">Our milk-white dove</span></div> -<div class="verse">Crouch’d to him, as the story goes,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">And coo’d her love.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td align="left" valign="top"><div class="sidenote">Few can afford -to indulge -a fine -taste, though -many may -have it.</div> -</td> -<td align="left" class="bl"><div class="verse">Dame Partlet eyed the scene askaunt,</div> -<div class="verse">And spake:—The pamper’d few may vaunt</div> -<div class="verse">Their dainty taste o’er such as want;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">But coarser bread</span></div> -<div class="verse">Is good enough to one who can’t</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 2em;">Get fine instead.</span></div> -</td> -</tr> -</table> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[109]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 344px;"> -<img src="images/i-047a.jpg" width="344" height="94" alt="decoration" /> -</div> - - - - -<h2>The Oyster and the Muscle,<br /> - -<small>OR, THE USES OF ADVERSITY.</small></h2> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> - <div class="poetry"> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="drop-capi"> - <img src="images/i-057-drop-a.jpg" alt="A" /> -</div> -<div class="verse drop-cap">AN Oyster, full of health and pride,</div> -<div class="verse">Once heard a Muscle by his side</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">O’er cruel fate repine;</span></div> -<div class="verse">Driv’n by the tyrant flood to roam</div> -<div class="verse">An outcast from his river-home,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And sicken in the brine.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">While faint lay one and gaped half-dead,</div> -<div class="verse">The other hugg’d his native bed,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And snuggled in his shell:</span></div> -<div class="verse">“Poor paltry child of ooze!” he spake,</div> -<div class="verse">“From Ocean’s sons example take,</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[110]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">“And dare to laugh at ill.”</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">E’en as he spake, the dredgers came,</div> -<div class="verse">And fish’d him from his depth amain,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And stow’d him in the boat:</span></div> -<div class="verse">To London thence he found his way,</div> -<div class="verse">Where high and dry with more he lay,—</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">A dozen for a groat.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The play was o’er, the people throng’d;</div> -<div class="verse">Yet fear’d he nought, howe’er he long’d</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">In Ocean’s sand to delve:</span></div> -<div class="verse">But now a Captain of the Blues</div> -<div class="verse">Dropt in at Arthur’s to carouse,</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And call’d for oysters twelve.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The word went out, the knife went in;</div> -<div class="verse">Our Oyster naked to the skin</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Was brought upon a plate:</span></div> -<div class="verse">The Captain saw, the Captain seized,</div> -<div class="verse">And quick three drops of lemon squeezed</div> -<div class="verse"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[111]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Upon his smarting pate.</span></div> - </div> - <div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse">The pride of the Ocean then gave way;</div> -<div class="verse">He crisp’d his beard, (as people say)</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">And fetch’d a heavy groan:</span></div> -<div class="verse">Ah me! he thought; how light to bear</div> -<div class="verse">The troubles of our neighbours are;</div> -<div class="verse"><span style="margin-left: 1em;">How grievous are our own!</span></div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 299px;"> -<img src="images/i-123.jpg" width="299" height="172" alt="FINIS." /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> -<div class="chapter"></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[112]</a></span></p> - - - - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 239px;"> -<img src="images/i-124.jpg" width="239" height="278" alt="emblem: Shield with Chiswick" /> -</div> - -<div class="copyright"> -PRINTED BY C. 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