With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. And, without another word, he seized the table with both hands, and upset it; scattering plates, dishes, bottles, jugs, and glasses far and wide. ‘Well?’ he uttered between heavy breaths. "They shall not harm you, my love!" she exclaimed. Pile it on! But if you can hear the voice of the mote, the speck, don't let her suffer for anything I've done. ‘I assure you it was mutual. Have we not received Lady Bicknacre just this morning? Not to mention the Comtesse de St Erme.
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