"Go to!" the eager youth replied,
"The Heath is ours!"
"O stay!" a maiden said, "nor pass
In that mad way across the grass!
You will be fined. Oh, please don't go!"
"Thanks!" cried the youth, "but I must show
The Heath is ours!"
* * * *
Then, rising 'gainst crass Bumble's yoke,
He every stupid by-law broke,