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THE TALE(第12页)

thoushaltacakeofhalfabushelfind

thatwasy-makedofthineowenmeal,

whichthatihelpdmyfatherfortosteal。

andgoodeleman,godtheesaveandkeep。"

andwiththatwordsheganalsttoweep。

aleinuproseandthought,"erethedaydaw

iwillgocreepeninbymyfellaw:"

andfoundthecradlewithhishandanon。

"bygod!"thoughthe,"allwrongihavemisgone:

myheadis*tottyofmyswink*to-night,*giddyfrommylabour*

thatmakethmethatigonotaright。

iwotwellbythecradleihavemisgo;

hereliethemillerandhiswifealso。"

andforthhewentatwentydevilway

untothebed,thereasthemillerlay。

heweend*thavecreepedbyhisfellowjohn,*thought

andbythemillerinhecreptanon,

andcaughthimbytheneck,andganhimshake,

andsaid;"thoujohn,thouswines-head,awake

forchristessoul,andhearanoblegame!

forbythatlordthatcalledissaintjame,

asihavethriesinthisshortenight

swivedthemillersdaughterbolt-upright,

whilethouhastasacowardlainaghast*。"*afraid

"thoufalseharlot,"quoththemiller,"hast?

ah,falsetraitor,falseclerk,"quothhe,

"thoushaltbedead,bygoddesdignity,

whodurstebesoboldtodisparage**disgrace

mydaughter,thatiseofsuchlineage?"

andbythethroate-ball*hecaughtalein,*adamsapple

andhehimhent*dispiteously**again,*seized**angrily

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