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"E'er and anon, thence hither -<br />Yore of this glum gauntness.<br />Ye eavesdroppest to my plea -<br />Tarry not thy fealty!<br /><br />Stint this bereavement dear friend! -<br />Wherefore dreegh me?<br />Nay leech, nay witch,<br />Doth but to cede my pall!"<br /><br />Harness gilded, steed mounted.<br />Stern - I deem - a sire of conquer.<br />Alack! - Solely bethought -<br />Mayhap a song by the hearth?!<br /><br />Uncouth esquire parch'd my veins -<br />Drat this sapling-drag! - Fray me! -<br />And heed me! - Aye! - Be naught! -<br />Should ye muster daggers in thy brow!<br /><br />"Fare well! - my kinsmen -<br />I have drunk my last ale -<br />Eat and drink well -<br />O! - Behold my final skirmish."<br /><br />Crops be irk'd by draught -<br />Kinsmen waylain by robbers -<br />Kine of thine stampeding -<br />Curse thee fore'ermore!<br />Until then ne'er will I drink wine,<br />Nor shall I feel the melodious taste of honey!
Letra nueva de la canción
"E'er and anon, thence hither -<br />Yore of this glum gauntness.<br />Ye eavesdroppest to my plea -<br />Tarry not thy fealty!<br /><br />Stint this bereavement dear friend! -<br />Wherefore dreegh me?<br />Nay leech, nay witch,<br />Doth but to cede my pall!"<br /><br />Harness gilded, steed mounted.<br />Stern - I deem - a sire of conquer.<br />Alack! - Solely bethought -<br />Mayhap a song by the hearth?!<br /><br />Uncouth esquire parch'd my veins -<br />Drat this sapling-drag! - Fray me! -<br />And heed me! - Aye! - Be naught! -<br />Should ye muster daggers in thy brow!<br /><br />"Fare well! - my kinsmen -<br />I have drunk my last ale -<br />Eat and drink well -<br />O! - Behold my final skirmish."<br /><br />Crops be irk'd by draught -<br />Kinsmen waylain by robbers -<br />Kine of thine stampeding -<br />Curse thee fore'ermore!<br />Until then ne'er will I drink wine,<br />Nor shall I feel the melodious taste of honey!
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