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In this spacious isle I think there is not one
But he hath heard some talk of Hood and read more
In this spacious isle I think there is not one
But he hath heard some talk of Hood and Little John,
Of Tuck, the merry friar, which many a sermon made
In praise of Robin Hood, his outlaws, and their trade.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
And what so tedious as a twice-told tale.
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other read more
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Soft as some song divine, thy story flows.
Soft as some song divine, thy story flows.
A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!
A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!
I hate
To tell again a tale once fully told.
I hate
To tell again a tale once fully told.
Why do you laugh? Change but the name, and the story s told of
yourself.
[Lat., Quid rides?]
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Why do you laugh? Change but the name, and the story s told of
yourself.
[Lat., Quid rides?]
Mutato nomine de te fabula narratur.]
I cannot tell how the truth may be;
I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
I cannot tell how the truth may be;
I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
