island,
Lighted on earth, whom she, that bare him, fondly
saluting,
Dropt a maternal tear, and dried that tear with her
apron,
Seeing him home and safe; and after it, all was a hey-day,
Lots of loaves, and tons of cheeses, a barnful of onions;
Cows and calves, and creams, and gold eggs piled to the
ceilings:
Horses, goats, and geese, and pigs, and pugs by the