Go, seek some more congenial slum,
Avaunt! d'ye hear? Avaunt!"
Now Joseph felt his courage rise
From out his blucher boots,
And while the cautious curlew cries,
And while the swamp-owl hoots—
Despite a lingering touch of cramp—
His muscles he did brace,
And hurled the fragments of the lamp
Slap in the demon's face!