. Whims and oddities : in prose and verse. ath its roof; It taskd the Baronesss best endeavour,And put her best contrivance to the proof, To give them chambers up and down the stairs, In twos and threes, by singles, and by pairs. 250 A LEGEND OF NAVARRE. XV. She had just lodging for the whole—yet barely ; And some, that were both broad of back and tall,Lay on spare beds that served them very sparely; However, there were beds enough for all;But living bodies occupied so many,She could not let the dead one take up any! XVI. The act was, certainly, not over decent: Some small respect, een after d
. Whims and oddities : in prose and verse. ath its roof; It taskd the Baronesss best endeavour,And put her best contrivance to the proof, To give them chambers up and down the stairs, In twos and threes, by singles, and by pairs. 250 A LEGEND OF NAVARRE. XV. She had just lodging for the whole—yet barely ; And some, that were both broad of back and tall,Lay on spare beds that served them very sparely; However, there were beds enough for all;But living bodies occupied so many,She could not let the dead one take up any! XVI. The act was, certainly, not over decent: Some small respect, een after death, she owd him,Considering his death had been so recent; However, by command, her servants stowd him,(I am ashamd to think how he was slubberd,)Stuck bolt upright within a corner cupb oard! XVII. And there he slept as soundly as a post,With no more pillow than an oaken shelf; Just like a kind accommodating host,Taking all inconvenience on himself; None else slept in that room, except a stranger, A decent man, a sort of Forest THE SPARE BED. A LEGEND OF NAVARRE. 253 XVIII. Who, whether he had gone too soon to bed,Or dreamt himself into an appetite, Howbeit, he took a longing to be fed,Abont the hungry middle of the night; So getting forth, he sought some scrap to eat, Hopeful of some stray pasty, or cold meat. The casual glances of the midnight moon,Brightning some antique ornaments of brass, Guided his gropings to that corner soon,Just where it stood, the coffin-safe, alas! He tried the door—then shook it—and in course Of time it opened to a little force. xx. He put one hand in, and began to grope; The place was very deep and quite as dark asThe middle night;—when lo ! beyond his hope, He felt a something cold, in fact, the carcase ;Right overjoyd, he laughd, and blest his luckAt finding, as he thought, this haunch of buck! 254 A LEGEND OF NAVARRE. XXI. Then striding back for his couteau de chasse,Determind on a little midnight lunching, He came again and pr
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