INTRODUCTORY.
Lob Lie-by-the-fire—the Lubber-fiend, as Milton calls him—is a rough kind of Brownie or House Elf, supposed to haunt some north-country homesteads, where he does the work of the farm laborers, for no grander wages than
“—to earn his cream-bowl duly set.”
Not that he is insensible of the pleasures of rest, for
“—When, in one night, ere glimpse of morn,
His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn
That ten day-laborers could not end,
Then lies him down the Lubber-fiend,
And, stretched out all the chimney’s length,