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PART III

SPANISH FABLES OU must know that this ditty.

This little romance,

Be it dull, be it witty.

Arose from mere chance.

Near a certain enclosure.

Not far from my manse,

An Ass with composure

Was browsing by chance.

As he went along prying.

With sober advance,

A shepherd's Flute lying

He found there by chance.

Our amateur started,

And eyed it askance.

Drew nearer and snorted

Upon it by chance.

The breath of the brute. Sir,

Drew music for once;

It entered the Flute, Sir,

And blew it by chance.