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MARMION.
XXII.365Young Selby, at the fair hall-board,Carved to his uncle and that lord,And reverently took up the word.'Kind uncle, woe were we each one,If harm should hap to brother John.370He is a man of mirthful speech,Can many a game and gambol teach;Full well at tables can he play,And sweep at bowls the stake away.None can a lustier carol bawl,375The needfullest among us all,When time hangs heavy in the hall,And snow comes thick at Christmas tide,And we can neither hunt, nor rideA foray on the Scottish side.380The vow'd revenge of Bughtrig rude,May end in worse than loss of hood.Let Friar John, in safety, stillIn chimney-corner snore his fill,Roast hissing crabs, or flagons swill:385Last night, to Norham there came one,Will better guide Lord Marmion.'—'Nephew,' quoth Heron, 'by my fay,Well hast thou spoke; say forth thy say,'—
XXIII.'Here is a holy Palmer come,390From Salem first, and last from Rome;One, that hath kiss'd the blessed tomb,And visited each holy shrine,In Araby and Palestine;On hills of Armenie hath been,395Where Noah's ark may yet be seen;By that Red Sea, too, hath he trod,Which parted at the Prophet's rod;In Sinai's wilderness he sawThe Mount, where Israel heard the law,
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