overbrimful

— Then the Dean, all in white, and pale with affright/, Slow mounted the pulpit stair;/ But he trembled and shook when he met the fierce look/ That scowled on him, "Read if you dare!"/He felt he was doomed, but, courage assumed,/ He raised up his voice through his fear,/ When a cry from the crowd - fierce , angry, and loud/ Like a thunder-clap tore through his ears./ In the heat of the strife an honest "kail wife, "/ With a presence as proud as a queen, Overbrimful of duty,/ seized hold of her "cutty,"/ And banged it right off at the Dean,/ With an, "Out, thou false thief! dost thou think to say mass/ At my lug!" as it whizzed on its mission;/ The Dean saw the stool flying right for his skull,/ And bobbed to a humbler position.