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At this the amorous shepherdess stopped and handed the pot to her lover. 'Well, I'm dashed!' said Corydon, looking into it; and added: 'I guess you know a thing or two.' Then with courtly grace putting his own lips to the place where had been those of his beloved, finished the pint. AT THIS THE AMOROUS SHEPHERDESS STOPPED AND HANDED THE POT TO HER LOVER WELL I AM DASHED SAID CORON LOOKING INTO IT AND ADDED I GUESS YOU KNOW A THING OR TWO THEN WITH COURTLY GRACE PUTTING HIS OWN LIPS TO THE PLACE WHERE HAD BEEN THOSE OF HIS BELOVED FINISHED THE PINT
 were to have a rest and a sponge down. They had been talking of it for the last quarter of a mile, and when at length it was observed on the top of a hill a cheer broke out, and some thirsty wag began to sing 'Rule Britannia', whilst others burst forth with a different national ditty, 'Beer, Glorious Beer!' They drew up before the pub entrance, and all climbed down as quickly as they could. The bar was besieged, and potmen and barmaids were quickly busy drawing beer and handing it over to the eager folk outside. THE IDYLL OF CORYDON AND PHYLLIS. Gallantry ordered that the faithful swain and the amorous shepherdess should drink out of one and the same pot. ''Urry up an' 'ave your whack,' said Corydon, politely handing the foaming bowl for his fair one to drink from. Phyllis, without replying, raised it to her lips and drank deep. The swain watched anxiously. ''Ere, give us a chanst!' he said, as the pot was raised higher and higher and its contents appeared to be getting less and less.  SIGHT THE HALF WAY HOUSE WHERE THE HORSES WERE TO HAVE A REST AND A SPONGE DOWN THEY HAD BEEN TALKING OF IT FOR THE LAST QUARTER MILE AND WHEN AT LENGTH IT WAS OBSERVED ON TOP OF A HILL A CHEER BROKE OUT AND SOME THIRSTY WAG BEGAN TO SING RURAL BRITANNIA WHILST OTHERS BURST FORTH WITH A DIFFERENT NATIONAL DITTY BEER GLORIOUS BEER THEY DREW UP BEFORE THE PUB ENTRANCE AND ALL CLIMBED DOWN AS QUICKLY AS THEY COULD THE BAR WAS BESIEGED AND POTMEN AND BARMAIDS WERE QUICKLY BUSY DRAWING BEER AND HANDING IT OVER TO THE EAGER FOLK OUTSIDE THE IDYLL OF CORYDEN AND PHYLLIS GALLANTRY ORDERED THAT THE FAITHFUL SWAIN AND THE AMOROUS SHEPHERDESS SHOULD DRINK OUT OF ONE AND THE SAME POT HURRY UP AND HAVE YOUR WHACK SAID CORON POLITELY HANDING THE FOAMING BOWL FOR HIS FAIR ONE TO DRINK FROM PHYLLIS WITHOUT REPLYING RAISED IT TO HER LIPS AND DRANK DEEP THE SWAIN WATCHED ANXIOUSLY HERE GIVE US A CHANCE HE SAID AS THE POT WAS RAISED HIGHER AND HIGHER AND ITS CONTENTS APPEARED TO BE GETTING LESS AND LESS
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