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Now glad was that hur out did get,
and left his foe behind,
After they two so long had fight,
and found the people kind:
His scratched face did vex him now,
he thought upon this thing;
But not so much I tell you true,
as loss of this gold ring,
He did not know then what to do,
or where to lie that night;
He wandereth now to and fro,
and kept from people fight,
At last unto a house he came,
the people absent were,
No man no master maid nor dame,
and so he entered there,
Unto the smoky loft climb'd then,
and to the bacon crept;
Now Taffy is a jovial man,
his heart within him leapt,
He cut the bacon which was raw,
no bread at all did eat.
Resolv'd to fill his hungry maw,
he lustily did feed,
He fill'd his pockets too beside,
might serve him for to-morrow,
He knew he must not there abide,
'Twas but the fruits of sorrow,
But at length the maid came in,
then he could not get out,
and left his foe behind,
After they two so long had fight,
and found the people kind:
His scratched face did vex him now,
he thought upon this thing;
But not so much I tell you true,
as loss of this gold ring,
He did not know then what to do,
or where to lie that night;
He wandereth now to and fro,
and kept from people fight,
At last unto a house he came,
the people absent were,
No man no master maid nor dame,
and so he entered there,
Unto the smoky loft climb'd then,
and to the bacon crept;
Now Taffy is a jovial man,
his heart within him leapt,
He cut the bacon which was raw,
no bread at all did eat.
Resolv'd to fill his hungry maw,
he lustily did feed,
He fill'd his pockets too beside,
might serve him for to-morrow,
He knew he must not there abide,
'Twas but the fruits of sorrow,
But at length the maid came in,
then he could not get out,
