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A LYING TALE II. A LYING TALE

O when I was an infant young, To London I did go, Among the French and Spaniards there My gallantry to show. And when I came to the Eastern shore, I let my head hang down, I tripped along o'er banks and hills But never touched the ground. Fal-de-liddle-li-do Fal-de-liddle-iddle-dee.

So when I reached the Eastern shore, I met a giant high, His little feet filled up the street, His head it touched the sky. He looked down, and with a frown He bid me pass his way. He looked up, and bid me sup A posset made of whey.

He challenged me to dance and sing, To whistle or to pipe. I playéd every instrument And whipped the giant quite.