While thus spake on that lantern-jaw’d,
And long-legged lecturer.
He talked of siphons, pumps, and valves,
And engines piping hot;
But what he said I cannot tell,
For I understand it not.
Now when the clock struck half-past nine,
There was a shouting noise;
The unbreakfasted here beat his breast,
For he knew ’twas Jones’s voice.