Of the gent, who has touched me so!
Then he glittered a grin, from his cat-like eye,
Thro' a coal black lash on me,
And he bowed, with his lifted silk top hat,
"I'm the Devil himself!" quoth he.
Good gracious! yes, I was certainly struck,
So suddenly thus to be
With the Devil himself! but soon, or late,
He was bound to appear to me.
So screwing my nerves, to concert pitch,