Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 22 by Jean de La Fontaine
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You'll utter not a word of what I've said;
Be secret or at once I'll strike you dead. Adroitly you must act: for instance say; I'm on a second journey gone away; A message or a letter to him send, Soliciting that he'll on you attend, That something you have got to let him know;-- To come, no doubt, the rascal won't be slow; Amuse him then with converse most absurd, But of the EAR remember,--not a word; That's finished now, and nothing can require; You'll carefully perform what I desire. Poor innocent! the point she nicely hit; Fear oft gives simpletons a sort of wit. THE arch gallant arrived; the husband came Ascended to the room where sat his dame; Much noise he made, his coming to announce; The lover, terrified, began to bounce; Now here, now there, no shelter could he meet; Between the bed and wall he put his feet, And lay concealed, while William loudly knocked; Fair Alice readily the door unlocked, And, pointing with her hand, informed the spouse, Where he might easily his rival rouse. THE husband ev'ry way was armed so well, He four such men as Andrew could repel; In quest of succour howsoe'er he went: To kill him surely William never meant, |
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