The Anglican Friar, and the Fish which he Took by Hook and by Crook / A Comic Legend

by active 19th century Novice

From wild roots extracted, by boiling or stewing.

"To the chase!" cried the king; "to the chase! to the chase!

Time is running along at a steam-engine pace;

Some hours will be left still for eating and drinking,

At the close of the day, when old Sol is a-sinking."

"Swift away, then, away! to the forest away!"

Exclaims each noble guest; "let us banish delay."

Mr. Jackall just then of some prey caught the scent,

And the wolves, too, appeared on some sport all intent;

So away they dash over the tall mountain's brow;