III

At last the people in a body
To the Town Hall came flocking: 
“’Tis clear,” cried they, “our Mayor’s a noddy;
And as for our Corporation, shocking
To think we buy gowns lined with ermine
For dolts that can’t or won’t determine
What’s best to rid us of our vermin! 
You hope, because you’re old and obese,
To find in the furry civic robe ease! 
Rouse up, sirs! give your brains a racking 30
To find the remedy we’re lacking,
Or, sure as fate, we’ll send you packing!”
At this the Mayor and Corporation
Quaked with a mighty consternation.

IV

An hour they sat in council;
At length the Mayor broke silence: 
“For a guilder I’d my ermine gown sell,
I wish I were a mile hence! 
It’s easy to bid one rack one’s brain—­
I’m sure my poor head aches again, 40
I’ve scratched it so, and all in vain. 
Oh for a trap, a trap, a trap!”
Just as he said this, what should hap
At the chamber door but a gentle tap? 
“Bless us,” cried the Mayor, “what’s that?”
(With the Corporation as he sat,
Looking little, though wondrous fat;
Nor brighter was his eye, nor moister
Than a too-long-opened oyster,
Save when at noon his paunch grew mutinous 50
For a plate of turtle, green and glutinous)
“Only a scraping of shoes on the mat? 
Anything like the sound of a rat
Makes my heart go pit-a-pat!”

V

“Come in!”—­the Mayor cried, looking bigger: 
And in did come the strangest figure! 
His queer long coat from heel to head
Was half of yellow and half of red,
And he himself was tall and thin,
With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, 60
With light loose hair, yet swarthy skin,
No tuft on cheek, nor beard on chin,
But lips where smiles went out and in;
There was no guessing his kith and kin: 
And nobody could enough admire
The tall man and his quaint attire. 
Quoth one:  “It’s as my great grandsire,
Starting up at the Trump of Doom’s tone,
Had walked his way from his painted tombstone!”

VI

He advanced to the council-table:  70
And, “Please your honors,” said he, “I’m able,
By means of a secret charm, to draw
All creatures living beneath the sun,
That creep or swim or fly or run,
After me so as you never saw! 
And I chiefly use my charm
On creatures that do people harm,
The mole and toad and newt and viper;
And people call me the Pied Piper.” 
(And here they noticed round his neck 80