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Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay, That made the breeze to blow! 🔊

'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay, That bring the fog and mist. 🔊

The body and I pulled at one rope, But he said nought to me. 🔊

'Strange, by my faith!' the Hermit said— 'And they answered not our cheer! 🔊

I am a-feared'—'Push on, push on!' Said the Hermit cheerily. 🔊

'Say quick,' quoth he, 'I bid thee sayWhat manner of man art thou?' 🔊

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