And Johnny’s enigmatic feat admits of this solution, That bushranging in New South Wales is a favoured institution.

But now, to please the Faerie King, Full every deal, they laugh and sing, And antic feats devise; Some wind and tumble like an ape, And other some transmute their shape In Edwin's wondering eyes.

We may trust her to Sin Saxon and Frank Scherman, and her own "feat-footedness;" everything will not go by her any more, and she but twenty.

The former applies to none that ends with one consonant only; as, "mood" or the first of "feat-ure."