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           Thouspeakestofthespringtime,butmethinkseventhewinterhathitsownjoys.ThouandI,goodmaster,havehadmorethanonemerryday,thiswinterpast,attheBlueBoar.DostthounotrememberthatnightthouandWillStutelyandFriarTuckandIpassedatthatsamehostelrywiththetwobeggarsandthestrollingfriar?"

           "Yea,"quothmerryRobin,laughing,"thatwasthenightthatWillStutelymustneedssnatchakissfromthestouthostess,andgotacanakinofaleemptiedoverhisheadforhispains."

           "Truly,itwasthesame,"saidLittleJohn,laughingalso."Methinksthatwasagoodlysongthatthestrollingfriarsang.FriarTuck,thouhastaquickearforatune,dostthounotrememberit?"

           "Ididhavethecatchofitonetime,"saidTuck."Letmesee,"andhetouchedhisforefingertohisforeheadinthought,hummingtohimself,andstoppingeverandanontofitwhathehadgottowhathesearchedforinhismind.Atlasthefounditallandclearinghisthroat,sangmerrily:

           "Intheblossominghedgetherobincocksings,

           Forthesunitismerryandbright,

           Andhejoyfullyhopsandhefluttershiswings,

           Forhisheartisallfullofdelight.

           FortheMaybloomethfair,

           Andthere’slittleofcare,

           AndplentytoeatintheMaytimerare.