But when he heard what then he heard,

He well nigh burst for fun.

“Holloa—Yaugh! Holloa—Yaugh!

Who dares wake Cormoran?

As I am good, by my father’s blood,

I smell a breathing man!”

Then he rubb’d his eyes and drove to rise,

But woke so tardily,

That while he yawn’d the morning dawn’d,

And Jack bethought to flee.