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little roland.
"The peasant drinks from the running brook;
On apples she may dine:
My mother must have fish and game,
For her is the foaming wine."
On apples she may dine:
My mother must have fish and game,
For her is the foaming wine."
"Is thy mother such a noble dame
As thou, my boy, dost boast,—
Then, surely, has she a castle fair,
And of vassals a stately host.
As thou, my boy, dost boast,—
Then, surely, has she a castle fair,
And of vassals a stately host.
"Tell me, who may her sewer be?
And who cup-bearer too?"
"My own right hand her sewer is;
My left, cup-bearer true."
And who cup-bearer too?"
"My own right hand her sewer is;
My left, cup-bearer true."
"Tell on; who are her faithful guards?"
"My two blue eyes alway."
"Tell on; who is her minstrel free?"
"My rosy mouth, I say."
"My two blue eyes alway."
"Tell on; who is her minstrel free?"
"My rosy mouth, I say."
"Brave servants has the dame, indeed;
But does strange livery choose,—
Made up of colors manifold,
Shining with rainbow hues."
But does strange livery choose,—
Made up of colors manifold,
Shining with rainbow hues."
"From each quarter of the city,
With eight boys I have fought:
Four sorts of cloth to the conqueror,
As tribute, they have brought."
With eight boys I have fought:
Four sorts of cloth to the conqueror,
As tribute, they have brought."
