The sleepy _Maid_ comes stumbling down
The _Stairs_, while buttoning her _Gown_,
And pokes the fire with a frown.
Up in a rage the _Kobold_ flies, [Sidenote: ○]
And blows the _Ashes_ in her eyes;
“_Plague on the Fire!_” poor _Gretchen_ cries. [Sidenote: Sol. below]
· · · · ·
The _Goodman_ turned about in _Bed_, [Sidenote: ☾]
And from the _Pillow_ raised his _Head_
“_Wife, Wife, its five o’clock!_” he said.
K.P.
[Illustration: The Clever Student and the Master of Black Arts ¶: HP:]