But little did Jimmy heed;
And long vines plucked him to hold him back
From doing that daring deed.
The Ogre leaped from its hiding-place,
With a menace fierce and grim,
And a big green pumpkin kept the door,
And scowled and leered at him;
But he bravely charged and routed his foes
With his trusty “Cherry-Limb.”
The corn-blades dropped on their bended joints,