Through the town and country round Was one Mr. Buck renowned. Mr. Buck Sunday coats, and week-day sack-coats, Bob-tails, swallow-tails, and frock coats, Gaiters, breeches, hunting-jackets; Waistcoats, with commodious pockets,— And other things, too long to mention, Claimed Mr. Tailor Buck's attention. Or, if any thing wanted doing In the way of darning, sewing, Piecing, patching,—if a button Needed to be fixed or put on,— Any thing of any kind, Anywhere, before, behind,— Master Buck could do the same, For it was his life's great aim. Therefore all the population Held him high in estimation. Max and Maurice tried to invent Right before the Sartor's dwelling Ran a swift stream, roaring, swelling. Swift stream This swift stream a bridge did span, And the road across it ran. Took a saw Max and Maurice (naught could awe them!) Took a saw, when no one saw them: Ritze-ratze! riddle-diddle! When this feat was finished well, Suddenly was heard a yell: Was heard a yell "Hallo, there! Come out, you buck! Tailor, Tailor, muck! muck! muck!" Buck could bear all sorts of jeering, Jibes and jokes in silence hearing; But this insult roused such anger, Nature couldn't stand it longer. Wild with fury Wild with fury, up he started, With his yard-stick out he darted; For once more that frightful jeer, "Muck! muck! muck!" rang loud and clear. Crash! On the bridge one leap he makes; Crash! beneath his weight it breaks. In headforemost Once more rings the cry, "Muck! muck!" While the scared boys were skedaddling, Down the brook two geese came paddling. Two Geese On the legs of these two geese, With a death-clutch, Buck did seize; Flutters out And, with both geese well in hand, Flutters out upon dry land. Wet Buck For the rest he did not find Things exactly to his mind. Belly-ache Soon it proved poor Buck had brought a Dreadful belly-ache from the water. Noble Mrs. Buck Noble Mrs. Buck! She rises Fully equal to the crisis; With a hot flat-iron, she Draws the cold out famously. With a flat-iron Soon 'twas in the mouths of men, All through town: "Buck's up again!" This was the bad boys' third trick, But the fourth will follow quick. |