Chapter XXXI

"My eye!" said Jack, a little serious;
"Upon my word, that _was_ mysterious!"

But cheers and joyous gratulations
Cut short the hero's meditations;

The "deformed transformed" round him press,
Knights and ladies numberless;

Who each, as Jack, you know, had heard,
The warlock had changed to beast and bird;
And who straight had recovered their pristine condition
When Old Nick flew away with the wicked magician.