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72 Right opposite to Dungeon-Gill,

Seeing, that he should lose the prize,

"Stop!" to his comrade Walter cries—

James stopp'd with no good will:

Said Walter then, "Your task is here,

'Twill keep you working half a year.

V.

Till you have cross'd where I shall cross,

Say that you'll neither sleep nor eat."

James proudly took him at his word,

But did not like the feat.

It was a spot, which you may see

If ever you to Langdale go:

Into a chasm a mighty Block

Hath fallen, and made a bridge of rock;

The gulph is deep below,

And in a bason black and small

Receives a lofty Waterfall.