Behold the Mansion rear'd by daedal Jack.

See the Malt stor'd in many a plethoric sack
In the proud cirque of Ivan's bivouac.

Mark how the Rat's felonious fangs invade
The golden stores in John's pavilion laid.

Anon, with velvet foot and Tarquin strides,
Subtle Grimalkin to his quarry glides,
Grimalkin grim, that slew the fierce rodent
Whose tooth, insidious, Johann's sackcloth rent.

Lo! now the deep-mouth'd Canine Foe's assault
That vex'd th' avenger of the stolen malt,
Stor'd in the hallow'd precincts of that hall
That rose complete at Jack's creative call.

Here stalks th' impetuous Cow with crumpled horn,
Whereon th' exacerbating hound was torn,
Who bay'd the feline slaughter-beast that slew
The rat predaceous, whose keen fangs ran through
The textile fibres that involv'd the grain
Which lay in Han's inviolate domain.

Here walks, forlorn, the Damsel crown'd with rue,
Lactiferous spoils from vaccine dugs who drew
Of that corniculate beast whose tortuous horn
Tossed to the clouds, in fierce vindictive scorn,
The harrying hound whose braggart bark and stir
Arch'd the lithe spine and rear'd th' indignant fur
Of puss, that with verminicidal claw
Struck the weird rat, in whose insatiate maw
Lay reeking malt that erst in Juan's courts we saw.

Rob'd in senescent garb, that seems, in sooth,
Too long a prey to Chronos' iron tooth,
Behold the Man whose amorous lips incline,
Full with young Eros' osculative sign,
To the lorn maiden whose lactalbic hands
Drew albulactic wealth from lacteal glands
Of that immortal bovine by whose horn
Distort to realms ethereal was borne
The beast Catulean, vexer of that sly
Ulysses quadrupedal who made die
The old mordaceous rat that dared devour
Antecedaneous ale in John's domestic bower.

Lo here! with hirsute honours doff'd, succinct
Of saponaceous locks, the Priest who link'd
In Hymen's golden bands the torn unthrift
Whose means exiguous star'd from many a rift,
Even as he kiss'd the virgin all forlorn.
Who milk'd the cow with implicated horn,
Who in fine wrath the canine torturer skied
That dar'd to vex th' insidious muricide
Who let auroral effluence through the pelt
Of the sly rat that robb'd the place Jack built.

The loud cantankerous Shangae comes at last,
Whose shouts arouse the shorn ecclesiast
Who seal'd the vows of Hymen's sacrament
To him who, rob'd in garments indigent,
Inosculates the damsel lachrymose,
Th' emulgator of that horn'd brute morose
That tossed the dog that worried the cat that kilt
The rat that ate the malt that lay i' th' house Jack built.