O The Night Was Dark And The Night Was Late, And The Robbers Came To Rob Him; And They Picked The Locks Of His Palace-Gate, The Robbers That Came To Rob Him - They Picked The Locks Of His Palace-Gate, Seized His Jewels And Gems Of State, His Coffers Of Gold And His Priceless Plate, - The Robbers That Came To Rob Him. But Loud Laughed He In The Morning Red! - For Of What Had The Robbers Robbed Him? - Ho! Hidden Safe, As He Slept In Bed, When The Robbers Came To Rob Him, - They Robbed Him Not Of A Golden Shred Of The Childish Dreams In His Wise Old Head - "And They're Welcome To All Things Else," He Said, When The Robbers Came To Rob Him.