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" We have brethren in London," another he said,
" So have we in Coventry, In Barwick and Dover, and all the world over,
But ne'er a crookt carril like thee. *>
" Therefore stand thee back, thou crooked carel, And take that knock on the crown : "
" Nay," said Little John, " He not yet be gone, For a bout will I have of you round.
" Now have at you all," then said Little John, «
" If you be so full of your blows; Fight on all four, and nere give ore,
Whether you be friends or foes."
John nipped the dumb, and made him to rore, And the blind he made to see, «
And he that a cripple had been seven years, He made run then faster than he.
And flinging them all against the wall,
With many a sturdie bang, It made John sing, to hear the gold ring, a
Which against the walls cryed twang.
Then he got out of the beggers cloak
Three hundred pound in gold; " Good fortune had I," then said Little John,
" Such a good sight to behold." «o
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