For there are giants among the Brobdingnags.
It was a burning day, and William Hoop
Sat in the shade, when Jess came riding by.
When wolves run past your door-step, let them run.
But William cried, “Stop for a moment, Jess,
And tell us a big lie.” Jesse liked it not.
Ne’er ask a hangman how to tie a noose.
But hastily and sadly he replied,
“This is no time for lying now; oh, woe!”
A wanton widow may wear darkest weeds.