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THE CRUEL BLACK. |
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If" thou wilt grant me what I ask,
I'll save her for thy sake." ieo
" O save her life, and then demand
Of me what thing thou wilt." " Cut off thy nose, and not one drop
Of her blood shall be spilt." With that the lord presently took 165
- A knife within his hand, And then his nose he quite cut off,
In place where he did stand.
" Now I have bought my lady's life,"
He to the moor did call; iro
" Then take her," quoth this wicked rogue,
And down he let her fell. Which when her gallant lord did see,
His senses all did fail; Yet many sought to save his life, 17s
But nothing could prevail.
When as the moor did see him dead,
Then did he laugh amain At them who for their gallant lord
And lady did complain : is>
Quoth he, " I know you'll torture me,
If that you can me get, But all your threats I do not fear,
Nor yet regard one whit.
" Wild horses shall my body tear, 185
I know it to be true, |
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