Now though the wolf came there to

      drink

     ,

     Of

      eating

     , he began to think,

     As soon as near the lamb he came,

     And straight resolved to kill the same;

     Yet thought it better to begin,

     With threat'ning words and angry mien.

     "And so," said he, to him below,

     "How dare you stir the water so?

     Making the cool refreshing flood,

     As brown as beer, and thick as mud."

     "Sir," said the lamb, "that cannot be,

     The water flows

      from you to me

     ;

     So, 'tis impossible, I think,

     That what I do can spoil your drink."

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