Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 12 by Jean de La Fontaine
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And to her daughter's bed in silence hied,
Where she conceived her fortress was so strong, She presently began to use her tongue, And cried aloud:--Impossible the fact; Such things he could not with Coletta act; I've with her been in bed throughout the night, And she, no more than I, has swerved from right; 'Twere mighty pretty, truly, here to come; At this the host a little while was dumb; But in a lower tone at length replied I nought with your account I'm satisfied. THE party rose; the titter circled round; And each sufficient reason for it found; The whole was secret, and whoe'er had gained, With care upon the subject mute remained. |
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