"I will dine and will sup too off Jack," said he;
"Nicely lined with veal stuffing. What joy! what glee!
Let me see, where's my tackle? In yonder hole;
I must catch a few gudgeon and have a troll.
O I know a snug spot where the river runs deep,
And there I will be ere they wake from their sleep.
I will see that their breakfast is nicely made,
And that, also, the reckoning's duly paid.