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The Devil return'd to hell by two, / And he stay'd at home till five; / When he dined on some homicides done in ragoût, / And a rebel or so in an Irish stew, / And sausages made of a self-slain / Jew - And bethought himself what next to do,‘ / And' quoth he, ‘I'll take a drive. / I walk'd in the morning, I'll ride to-night; / In darkness my children take most delight, / And I'll see how my favourites thrive,
‘And what shall I ride in? ' quoth / Lucifer then - ‘ / If I follow'd my taste, indeed, / I should mount in a waggon of wounded men, / And smile to see them bleed.