  He seated himself, and began to
overhaul his purchase, mumbling to himself--

A longer purse would have got a better sort, but when one has not the
long purse one must be content with what a short one may do--

There was a woman in our town, In our town did dwell--

He stirred, methinks--I must sing in a less thunderous key; tis not
good to mar his sleep, with this journey before him, and he so wearied
out, poor chap .