"Some millet-dumplings pray make for me,"
To his good foster-mother he said one
day,
"And off to the ogres' castle I'll go,
And the whole of their treasure will bring
away.
"As thick in the ogres' treasure-vaults
The jewels are lying as sea-shore sands;
With blue snow-gates on the mountain-top,
The ogres' castle all proudly stands—