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Robin Hood Turns Beggar
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Then,afterawhile,hebegantogrowhungry,whereuponhismindturnedfromthoughtsofspringtimeandflowersandbirdsanddwelleduponboiledcapons,Malmsey,whitebread,andthelike,withgreattenderness.Quothhetohimself,"IwouldIhadWillieWynkin’swishingcoat;IknowrightwellwhatIshouldwishfor,andthisitshouldbe."Herehemarkeduponthefingersofhislefthandwiththeforefingerofhisrighthandthosethingswhichhewishedfor."Firstly,Iwouldhaveasweetbrownpieoftenderlarks;markye,notdrycooked,butwithagoodsopofgravytomoistenitwithal.Next,Iwouldhaveaprettypullet,fairlyboiled,withtenderpigeons’eggs,cunninglysliced,garnishingtheplatteraround.WiththeseIwouldhavealong,slimloafofwheatenbreadthathathbeenbakeduponthehearth;itshouldbewarmfromthefire,withglossybrowncrust,thecolorofthehairofmineownMaidMarian,andthissamecrustshouldbeascrispandbrittleasthethinwhiteicethatliesacrossthefurrowsintheearlywinter’smorning.Thesewilldoforthemoresolidthings;butwiththeseImusthavethreepotties,fatandround,onefullofMalmsey,oneofCanary,andonebrimmingfullofmineowndearlustysack."ThusspokeRobintohimself,hismouthgrowingmoistatthecornerswiththethoughtsofthegoodthingshehadraisedinhisownmind.
