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And my good master replied in a weaker voice: "Mais le pu beo de l'histoire Ce fut que l'ane et le beu Ainsin passire to deu La nuit sans manger ni boire Que d'ane et de beu je sai Couver de pane et de moire Que d'ane et de beu je sai Que n'en a rien pas tan fai!" Then he let his head fall on the pillow and sang no more.
"I should think it was the Fourth of July," he said. "Why?" asked the bootblack. "Because there's such a lot of people and wagons in the streets." "There's always as many as this, except Sundays," said Tom. "Where do they all come from?" said Beu wonderingly. "You've got me there," answered Tom. "I never thought about that.
You'd rejoice your soul by it and sanctify it." "With pleasure," replied my dear tutor. "There are some by Guy Barozai which, I think, in their apparent rusticity, to be finer than diamonds and more precious than gold. This one, for example: 'Lor qu'au lai saison qu'ai jaule Au monde Jesu-chri vin L'ane et le beu l'echaufin De le leu sofle dans l'etaule.
Que d'ane et de beu je sai Dans ce royaume de Gaule, Que d'ane et de beu je sai Qui n'en a rien pas tan fai." The surgeon, his wife and the vicar sang together: "Que d'ane et de beu je sai Dans ce royaume de Gaule, Que d'ane et de beu je sai Qui n'en a rien pas tan fai."
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