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lle took the goose upon his arm,
Ile utter'd words of scorning ;
“ So keep you cold, or keep you warm.
It is a stormy morning.”
The wild wind rang from park and plain
And round the attics rumbled, Till all the tables danced again,
And half the chimneys tumbled.
The glass blew in, the fire blew out.
The blast was hard and harder.
Her cap blew off, her gown blew up,
And a whirlwind clear'd the larder
And while on all sides breaking loose
Her household Aed the danger,
Quoth she, “ The Devil take the goos-
And God forget the stranger !”