...flail hath thresh'd the corn, That ten day-lab'rers could not end; Then lies him down the lubbar fiend, And stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength. V. 101. Picture XXXI. receives still better light from the following lines in Paradise Lost, Book IX....

...that was called Lob-lye-by-the-Jlre.' Knight of the B. Pestle, act iii. sc. 1. Warton. VOL. III. L Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus clone the tales, to bed they creep, 113 By whispering winds soon lull'd asleep. Tower'd...

...Then lies him down the lubbur tiend. And.stn-trli'd out all the c.liimney'a length Banks at the tire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings. Ere the first cock his matin rings.'r L'Allefro. When the meninls in a Scottish family protracted their vigile around tlif...

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...in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the corn, That ten day-lab'rers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend,...crop-full out of doors he flings. Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, m By whispering winds soon lull'd asleep. "0 lubber]...

...hath thresh'd the corn, Then ten day-lah'rers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubbar fiend, And stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks...crop-full, out of doors he flings Ere the first cock his matin rings." But, notwithstanding the fancied services of this frolic loving elf, it appears from...

...corn, Then ten day-lab'rers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubbar fiend, And stretch'd out nil the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy...crop-full, out of doors he flings Ere the first cock his matin rings." But, notwithstanding the fancied services of this frolic loving elf, it appears from...

...not end; Then lies him down the Inbbar fiend, 110 And, stretclrd out all the chimney's length, Hasks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, KIT the first cock his mstin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, 115 By whisp'ring winds...

...the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lays him down the lubber-fiend, And, etretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, .*nd .rop-full, out of door lie flings Ere the first cock his matin rings." But beside these household...

...hath thresh'd the corn That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubbar fiend. And stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks...the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of dores he flings, Ere the first cock his mattin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whisp'ring...