And eat it up half dough,
Than thus to stay till’t be enough,
And so thy manners show!
“But serve me such another trick,
I’ll thwack thee on the snout:”
Which made the patient King, poor man,
Of her to stand in doubt.
PART IV—WHEREIN KING ALFRED BLOWS HIS
BUGLE-HORN
But, to be brief, to bed they went
The old man and his wife;