. St. Nicholas [serial] . OW Marmaduke, we should have sayd, Was all encased in steel,And wyth hys longe and slender legges Would look, and even feel,To giants eyes, just lyke a pair Of tongs with knobbie head,And so the Madame, groping rounde, Found Marmaduke instead. T fyrst poor Jones was terror-strook,But quyckly he took hearte,And, synce she d taken him for tongs, Resolved to acte hys so when she had seized hys legges, And thrust them in ye binne,He caught a piece betweenhys feet, And then hung on lykesynne. HE fetched hym up ye wyndyng stayr Into ye room above,Then deftlie stre
. St. Nicholas [serial] . OW Marmaduke, we should have sayd, Was all encased in steel,And wyth hys longe and slender legges Would look, and even feel,To giants eyes, just lyke a pair Of tongs with knobbie head,And so the Madame, groping rounde, Found Marmaduke instead. T fyrst poor Jones was terror-strook,But quyckly he took hearte,And, synce she d taken him for tongs, Resolved to acte hys so when she had seized hys legges, And thrust them in ye binne,He caught a piece betweenhys feet, And then hung on lykesynne. HE fetched hym up ye wyndyng stayr Into ye room above,Then deftlie stretched hys leggesand droppedYe coal into ye , luckyly for Marmaduke, She didde not take hym back,But stood hym in ye corner,In a handie little MOMENT, and she left the room To calle her husbande, maybe,Mayhap to go and rock to sj%&*sleepYe lyttle giant(In any case our MarmadukeSoon hearde ye babys roars). ; No sooner was she out of syghtThan he was out of doors. Tff AE crept around ye castle wallesJP| Upon hys handes and knees,If^ And found hys nagge besyde ye^rj gate, W A-nybblyng at her ease. That tyme, quoth he, as home he rode, My leanness served me how surprysed Hys Nybbs will beTo see my emptie celle!
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