At the hole where he went in Red-Eye called to Wrinkle-Skin. Hear what little Red-Eye saith: " Nag, come up and dance with death! " Eye to eye and head to head, (Keep the measure, Nag) This shall end when one is dead; (At thy pleasure, Nag) Tum for tum and twist for twist (Run and hide thee, Nag) Hahl The hooded Death has missed! (Woe betide thee, Nag!)
“At the hole where he went in…”
