“To slip my charge is dangerous.”
So here they did remain next day,
Before they could venture away,
Having no bread, or ought to eat,
(For a King’s Court, a poor mean treat!)
Except water, sprung from the ground,
No meat or drink could there be found.
Two bottles of brandy was all their store,
On earth they had no substance more,
Nor in that place durst one look out