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Maid Marian.
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Little I recked of matin bell,But drowned its toll with my clanging horn:And the only beads I loved to tellWere the beads of dew on the spangled thorn.
The baron was going to storm, but the friar paused, and Matilda sang in repetition:
Little I reck of matin bell,But drown its toll with my clanging horn:And the only beads I love to tellAre the beads of dew on the spangled thorn.
And then she and the friar sang the four lines together, and rang the changes upon them alternately.
Little I reck of matin bell:
sang the friar.
"A precious friar!" said the baron.
But drown its toll with my clanging horn:
sang Matilda.