And fast on his back his fagot was bound.
"Oh! hasten you, husband," his loving wife
cried,
And taste this beautiful peach that I found."
But just as he took it the peach split in
twain,
And a fat little baby with raven-black hair
Was cradled right in the heart of the peach,
And lay a-twinkling and blinking there.
"Oh! you brave little boy, you shall be our