l and pleasure mould!
His spells and orgies--ha'n't I
Mark'd them all aright?
And I'll do wonders, sha'n't I?
And deeds of mickle might.
Bubble, bubble;
Fast and faster!
Hear your master,
Hear his calling--
Water! flow in measures double,
To the bath in torrents falling!

Ho, thou batter'd broomstick! take ye
This old seedy coat, and wear it--
Ah, thou household drudge, I'll make ye
Do my bidding; ay, and fear it.
Stand on legs, old tramper!
Here's a head--I've stuck it--
Now be off--hey, scamper
With the water-bucket!
Bubble, bubble;
Fast and faster!
Hear your master,
Hear his calling--
Water! flow in measure double,
To the bath in torrents falling!

See, 'tis off--'tis at the river--
In the stream the bucket flashes;
Now 'tis back--and down, or ever
You can wink; the burden dashes.
Again, again, and quicker!
The floor is in a swim,
And every stoup and bicker
Is running o'er the brim.
Stop, now stop!
For you've granted
All I wanted
Well and neatly--
Gracious me! I'm like to drop--
I've forgot the word completely!

Oh, the word, so strong and baleful,
To make it what it was before!
There it skips with pail on pailful--
Would thou wert a broom once more!
Still new streams he scatters,
Round and ever round me--
Oh, a hundred waters
Rushing in have bound me!
No--no longer
Can I bear it.
No, I swear it!
Gifts and graces!
Woe is me, my fears grow stronger,
Look what grinnings, what grimaces!

Wilt thou, offspring of the devil,
Soak the house to please thy funning?
Even now, above the level
Of the door the water's running.
Broom accurst, that will not
Hear, although I roar!
Stick! be now, and fail not,
What thou wert before!
You will joke me?
I'll not bear it,
No, I swear it!
I will catch you;
And with axe, if you provoke me,
In a twinkling I'll dispatch you.

Back it comes--will nought prevent it?
If I only turn me to thee,
Soon, O Kobold! thou'lt repent it,
When the steel goes crashing through th