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SADDLE TO KAGS. |
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This thief got off his horse,
With courage stout and bold, To search this old man's bags,
And gave him his horse to hold.
The old man put foot in stirrup, «
And he got on astride, He set the thief's horse in a gallop,—
You need not bid th' old man ride !
" 0 stay! O stay 1" says the thief,
" And thou half my share shalt have :" so " Nay, marry, not I," quoth the old man,
" For once I've bitten a knave I"
This thief he was not content;
He thought these must be bags; So he up with his rusty sword, is
And chopped the old saddle to rags.
The old man gallop'd and rode
Until he was almost spent, Till he came to his landlord's house,
And paid him his whole year's rent. 60
He opened this rogue's portmantle ;
It was glorious for to behold; There was five hundred pound in money,
And other five hundred in gold.
His landlord it made him to stare, 6s
When he did the sight behold; " Where did thou get the white money,
And where get the yellow gold ? " , |
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