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Ah! but he found in a while his life of laziness irksome.

"Climb me," the bean-stalk said with a whisper. Jack,

reascending,

Swarm'd to the wonderful isle once more, and high

habitation;

Led by the fairy return'd to the fortress, pass'd to the

kitchen,

Unseen, hied him again to the saucepans' grimy recesses,

Peep'd out into -the room. The plump wife, peony-

bulbous,

Toasted a constrictor, which roll'd in vast revolutions.

Then strode in, strong-booted again, with a roar, the

Colossus:

Call'd for his harp, said "Play."

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           So this, with a sharp treble ting-tong,

Play'd him an air, a delightful, long-drawn, national

anthem,

Play'd him an air, untouch'd, (the strings, by a fairy

magician

Wrought, were alive).

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Then he shouted aloud, "Wife,

bring me the meat now,"

Gorged his elongate meal; the snake in warm revolutions,

Making his huge bulk swell, disappear'd like Man's

macaroni:

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After, he yawn'd and snored, fell prone, and lost

recollection.

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And bolted. A murmur

"Master, master, a rascal, a rascal!" rang thro' the harp-

strings.