The other shouted, 'You would rob

My life of every pleasant thought

And every comfortable thing

And so take that and that.' Thereon

He gave him a great pummelling,

But might have pummelled at a stone

For all the sleeper knew or cared;

And after heaped the stones again

And cursed and prayed, and prayed and cursed:

'Oh God if he got loose!' And then