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And left that lady gay.

‘There all alone he made his moan,
And eke did sob and sigh,
And weep till it would move a stone,
And he was like to die.

‘But still his heart did feel the smart,
And eke the dire distress,
And rather grew his pain more sharp
As grew his body less.

‘Then gat he back where was good sack
And merry com panye,
And soon did cease to cry ‘Alack!’
When blithe and gay was he.

‘From which I hold, and feel full bold
To say, and eke believe,
That gin the belly go not cold
The heart will cease to grieve.’

‘Now, by my faith,’ cried the Cook, as he rattled the pottle
against the sideboard, ‘I like that same song hugely, and eke
the motive of it, which lieth like a sweet kernel in a hazel-
nut.’
‘Now thou art a man of shrewd opinions,’ quoth Little
John, ‘and I love thee truly as thou wert my brother.’
‘And I love thee, too. But the day draweth on, and I have

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