II.

Two bobbies seized him as he turned the street, Before he was aware; He dropped the image, and with wingèd feet Shinned them, and bolted like a started hare; The angry bobbies baffled now, Unto each other vow To make it hot for any gownsmen there They meet; and Wilkins passing, full of fun, Began to chaff the bobbies; wrathful they Seized him instead, and carried him away; He neither struggled, kicked, nor tried to run, Nor the least show of opposition made, Although they grasped him with their dirty hands Courageously, for they don’t feel afraid When still their victim stands.