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610 When hark a burst of doleful sound! And Peter honestly might say, The like came never to his ears, Though he has been, full thirty years, A rover  night and day! 615 'Tis not a plover of the moors, 'Tis not a bittern of the fen; Nor can it be a barking fox, Nor night bird chambered in the rocks, Nor wild cat in a woody glen! WHEN HARK A BURST OF DOLEFUL SOUND AND PETER HONESTLY MIGHT SAY THE LIGHT CAME NEVER TO HIS EARS THOUGH HE HAS BEEN FULL THIRTY YEARS A ROVER NIGHT AND DAY TIS NOT A PLOVER OF THE MOORS TIS NOT A BITTERN OF THE FEN NOR CAN IT BE A BARKING FOX NOR NIGHT BIRD CHAMBERED IN THE ROCKS NOR WILD CAT IN A WOODY GLEN
ter; "No doubt," quoth he, "he is the Master Of this poor miserable Ass!" 585 The meagre shadow that looks on-- What would he now? [62] what is he doing? His sudden fit of joy is flown,-- He on his knees hath laid him down, As if he were his grief renewing; 590 But no--that Peter on his back Must mount, he shows well as he can: [63] Thought Peter then, come weal or woe I'll do what he would have me do, In pity to this poor drowned man. 595 With that resolve he boldly mounts [64] Upon the pleased and thankful Ass; And then, without a moment's stay, That [65] earnest Creature turned away, Leaving the body on the grass. 600 Intent upon his faithful watch, The Beast four days and nights had past; A sweeter meadow ne'er was seen, And there the Ass four days had been, Nor ever once did break his fast: 605 Yet firm his step, and stout his heart; The mead is crossed--the quarry's mouth Is reached; but there the trusty guide Into a thicket turns aside, And deftly ambles [66] towards the south.  TO DRY LAND AND THROUGH THE BRAIN OF PETER PASS SOME POIGNANT TWITCHES FAST AND FASTER NO DOUBT QUOTH HE HE IS THE MASTER OF THIS POOR MISERABLE ASS THE MEAGRE SHADOW THAT LOOKS ON WHAT WOULD HE NOW WHAT IS HE DOING HIS SUDDEN FIT OF JOY IS FLOWN HE ON HIS KNEES HATH LAID HIM DOWN AS IF HE WERE HIS GRIEF RENEWING BUT KNOW THAT PETER ON HIS BACK MUST MOUNT HE SHOWS WELL AS HE CAN THOUGHT PETER THEN COME WEAL OR WOE I'LL DO WHAT HE WOULD HAVE ME DO A PITY TO THIS POOR DROWNED MAN WITH THAT RESOLVE HE BOLDLY MOUNTS UPON THE PLEASED AND THANKFUL ASS AND THEN WITHOUT A MOMENT'S STAY THAT EARNEST CREATURE TURNED AWAY LEAVING THE BODY ON THE GRASS INTENT UPON HIS FAITHFUL WATCH THE BEAST FOUR DAYS AND NIGHTS HAD PASSED A SWEET O MEADOW NE'ER WAS SEEN AND THERE THE ASS FOUR DAYS HAD BEEN NOR EVER ONCE DID BREAK HIS FAST YET FIRM HIS STEP AND STOUT HIS HEART THE MEAT IS CROSSED THE QUARRY'S MOUTH IS REACHED BUT THERE THE TRUSTY GUIDE INTO A THICKET TURNS ASIDE AND DEFTLY AMBLES TOWARD THE SOUTH
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