He thinks. "To wake her—were a spree!
A kiss may lift those lashes dark;
She can't resist a buss—from Me!"
The Revival.
A touch, a smack! A boxèd ear.
There came the sound of a smart slap.
The Fairy Prince, with cry of fear,
His hand unto his cheek did clap.
The Sleeping Beauty gave a gape,
A wide-mouthed yawn, a long-drawn stretch.