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For ſtanding faſt upon his feet he fought with might and main, He was but thirteen inches high, and ſhe full ſix times more, Yet by his ingenuity he brought her to the floor, For underneath her coats he got, where he did ſtraightway ſeize With both his hands her beauty ſpot, and bit her by the knees. His teeth were ſharp ſo that ſhe bled, he would not mind her cries; So that ſhe piſt upon his head, and put out both his eyes: But ſtill Jack Horner kept his hold, and would not let her go: When ſhe did rave and roar and ſcold, but could not ſtrike one blow. So cruel hard he made her roar, ſhe cry'd let me alone, And I will ne'er offend thee more, as long's my name's Joan. Why then ſaid Jack if it be ſo, that you'll not me offend, I will this minute let you go, and ſo the fray did end.