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"What are the stars before our eyes
That strike us well-nigh blind?" "Oh, that is just how things arise
According as you find."
" And why's our bed so hard to the bones
Excepting where it's cold?" "Oh, that's because it is precious stones
Excepting where 'tis gold.
"Think it over as you stand,
For I tell you without fail, If you haven't got into Fairyland
You're not in Lewes Gaol."
All night long they thought of it,
And, come the dawn, they saw They'd tumbled into a great old pit,
At the bottom of Minepit Shaw.
And the keeper's hound had followed 'em close,
And broke her neck in the fall; So they picked up their knives and their crossbows
And buried the dog. That's all.
But whether the man was a poacher too
Or a Pharisee 1 so bold I reckon there's more-things told than are true,
And more things true than are told!
HERIOT'S FORD
V"HAT'S that that hirples at my side?"
The Joe that you must fight, my lord. "That rides as fast as I can ride?" The shadow of your might, my lord.
- A fairy.
