Though Peter stormed, and vowed he'd give no quarter
When land he reached; but Jack thought all this fun,
And cried "No quarter! I'll 'scape whole or none."
Then the friar, impatient, began to use force,
When his line snapt in two, as a matter of course.
Then the friar, impatient, began to use force.
Oh! how then enraged, from his head he tore
The little of hair that his cropped pate bore,
As he flung himself down out of breath to the ground,