« ПредишнаНапред »
“But let me scrape the dirt away
Be in a hungry case.”
And all the world would stare,
And I should dine at Ware.”
“I am in haste to dine, 'Twas for your pleasure you came here,
You shall go back for mine.” . Ah luckless speech, and bootless boast !
For which he paid full dear, For while he spake a braying ass
Did sing most loud and clear.
Had heard a lion roar,
As he had done before.
Went Gilpin's hat and wig; He lost them sooner than at first,
For why ? they were too big. Now Mistress Gilpin, when she saw
Her husband posting down Into the country far away,
She pull’d out half a crown; And thus unto the youth she said
That drove them to the Bell, “ This shall be yours when you bring back
My husband safe and well.”
The youth did ride, and soon did meet
John coming back amain,
By catching at his rein.
And gladly would have done,
And made him faster run.
Went post-boy at his heels,
The lumbering of the wheels.
Thus seeing Gilpin fly,
They raised the hue and cry, “Stop thief! stop thief!-a highwayman !”
Not one of them was mute,
Did join in the pursuit.
Flew open in short space,
That Gilpin rode a race.
For he got first to town,
He did again get down.
And Gilpin long live he,
THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM.
It was a summer evening,
Old Kaspar's work was done,
Was sitting in the sun,
She saw her brother Peterkin
Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet,
In playing there, had found : He came to ask what he had found, That was so large, and smooth, and round.
Old Kaspar took it from the boy,
Who stood expectant by;
And with a natural sigh, “ 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,” said he, Who fell in the great victory. “I find them in the garden,
For there's many hereabout; And often, when I go to plough,
The ploughshare turns them out!
Young Peterkin he cries;