id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentence	flesch	summary	cache	txt
45021	Leigh, Percival	Jack the Giant Killer			.txt	text/plain	9426	510	88	I wonder how we 're to purchase 'grub?' {026} Said Jack so free, Leave that to me, Your Royal Highness's faithful 'sub.' Now night came on, and Arthur's son Asked Where the dickens are we to lodge? Sir, answered Jack, your brain do n't rack, You may trust to me for a crafty 'dodge:' Off scampers Jack, the Prince aback With his palfrey waits beneath a rock; At the castle-gate, at a footman's rate, Jack hammers and raps with a stylish knock. II. Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-tat,-- Rather impudent that, Said Jack to himself; but _I_ do n't care! The Giant within, Alarmed at the din, Roared out like thunder, I say, who's there! Only me, whispered Jack.	cache/45021.txt	txt/45021.txt
