"Ha! say you so,"
Thought Jack; "oh, oh! "
And, getting out of bed,
He found a log;—
"Whack that, old Gog!
He whispered, "in my stead."
XVIII.
In steals the Giant, crafty old fox!
His buskins he'd doffed, and he walked in his socks,
And he fetches the bed some tremendous knocks
With his great big mace,
I' th' identical place
Where Jack's wooden substitute quietly lay;
And, chuckling as he went away,
He said to himself, "How. Griffith Ap Jones
Will laugh when he hears that I've broken his bones!
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XIX.
The morning shone brightly, all nature was gay;
And the Giant at breakfast was pegging away:
On pantomime rolls all so fiercely fed he,
And he ate hasty-pudding along with his tea.
Oh, why starts the monster in terror and fright?
Why gapes and why stares he when Jack meets his sight?
Why mutters he wildly, o'ercome with dismay,
"How long have ghosts taken to walking by day?"