Are moist—and the dame's, and both daughters'.
(For the child is not sleepy, and won't his eyes close—
There are victuals a-cooking he very well knows,
Which, if not wide awake, he does justly suppose
He shall lose, as provisions had run rather close.)
Now the monk, nigh had offered the ladies a slice,
But they looked, oh, so small! and they smelt, oh, so nice!
That he thought he could never have meant it.
For his maxim it was, ne'er an action to do
When there was the least chance in a moment or two