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<h4>THE WEE MAN.</h4>
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A ROMANCE.
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It was a merry company,
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And they were just afloat,
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When lo! a man, of dwarfish span,
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Came up and hailed the boat.
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"Good morrow to ye, gentle folks,
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And will you let me in?
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A slender space will serve my case,
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For I am small and thin."
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They saw he was a dwarfish man,
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And very small and thin;
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Not seven such would matter much,
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And so they took him in.
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They laughed to see his little hat,
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With such a narrow brim;
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They laughed to note his dapper coat,
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With skirts so scant and trim.
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But barely had they gone a mile,
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When, gravely, one and all
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At once began to think the man
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Was not so very small:
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His coat had got a broader skirt,
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His hat a broader brim;
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His leg grew stout, and soon plumped out
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A very proper limb.
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Still on they went, and as they went,
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More rough the billows grew,—
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And rose and fell, a greater swell,
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And he was swelling too!
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And lo! where room had been for seven,
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For six there scarce was space!
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For five!—for four!—for three!—not more
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Than two could find a place!
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There was not even room for one!
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They crowded by degrees—
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Ay—closer yet, till elbows met,
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And knees were jogging knees.
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"Good sir, you must not sit a-stern,
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The wave will else come in!"
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Without a word he gravely stirred,
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Another seat to win.
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"Good sir, the boat has lost her trim,
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You must not sit a-lee!"
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With smiling face and courteous grace,
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The middle seat took he.
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But still, by constant quiet growth,
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His back became so wide,
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Each neighbor wight, to left and right,
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Was thrust against the side.
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Lord! how they chided with themselves,
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That they had let him in;
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To see him grow so monstrous now,
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That came so small and thin.
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On every brow a dewdrop stood,
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They grew so scared and hot,—
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"I' the name of all that's great and tall,
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Who are ye, sir, and what?"
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Loud laughed the Gogmagog, a laugh
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As loud as giant's roar—
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"When first I came, my proper name
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Was Little—now I'm <i>Moore!</i>"
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