With your aid to forestall my near decay."
Then out of his pack a glass he took,
Wherein while Kiddie unwares did look,
He was so enamoured with the newell,
That nought he deemed dear for the jewel:
Then opened he the door, and in came
The false Fox, as he were stark lame:
His tail he clapt betwixt his legs twain,
Lest he should be descried by his train.
Being within, the Kid made him good glee,