But when they came tumbling down, alas!
They fell right against the looking-glass,—
Oh! how the pieces did fly!
Then we played the stairs were an Alpine peak,
And down we slid with shout and with shriek,—
Roderick, I and James.
But Jim caught his jacket upon a tack,
And I burst the buttons all off my back,
And Roderick called us names.
Then we found a pillow that had a rip,