We must over hill and dale (roundabout).
May God guard the while my flock (devout).
Let not St. Peter go his keys without;
But take them and lock up the wild dogs’[14] snout,
That they no bone of them all may flout.”’
[2] ‘Date mi un po’ d’allogio;’ lit., Give me a small quantity of lodging—a humble mode of expression. [↑]
[3] ‘Chi è?’ (‘Who’s there’); but the humour of the expression here lies in its being the invariable Roman custom to sing out ‘Chi è?’ and wait till ‘Amici!’ is answered, before any door is opened. [↑]