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 All, all is silent, rocks and woods,

All still and silent—far and near;

Only the Ass, with motion dull,

Upon the pivot of his skull

Turns round his long left ear.

Thought Peter, What can mean all this?—

Some ugly witchcraft must be here!

Once more the Ass, with motion dull,

Upon the pivot of his skull

Turn'd round his long left ear.

"I'll cure you of these desperate tricks"—

And, with deliberate action slow,

His staff high-raising, in the pride

Of skill, upon the Ass's hide

He dealt a sturdy blow.