As soon as he guessed her errand,
The giant poked the fire
Till it roared, and hissed, and crackled,
Till the flames curled high and higher,
And billows of smoke and cinders
From the chimney-top rolled out,
And darkened the sky at noonday,
And shadowed the land about.
Then he filled ten billion barrels
With the soot that trickled down,