Sour fiend, go home and tell the Pit br For once you met your master, - br A man who carried in his soul br Three charms against disaster, br The Devil and disaster. br Away, away, and tell the tale br And start your whelps a-whining, br Say 'In the greenwood of his soul br A lizard's eye was shining, br A little eye kept shining.' br Away, away, and salve your sores, br And set your hags a-groaning, br Say 'In the greenwood of his soul br A drowsy bee was droning, br A dreamy bee was droning.' br Prodigious Bat! Go start the walls br Of Hell with horror ringing. br Say 'In the greenwood of his soul br There was a goldfinch singing, br A pretty goldfinch singing.' br And then come back, come, if you please, br A fiercer ghoul and ghaster, br With all the glooms and smuts of Hell br Behind you, I'm you master! br You know I'm still your master.