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 He found, the last all studded with great Garnets
 * And shapen like a Fish.

Then tiptoe up he stole into a Chamber,
 * Where on Tasselled Pillows lay

Robin and his Dame in dreaming slumber,
 * Tired with the summer's day.

That Thief he mimbled round him in the gloaming,
 * Their Treasures for to spy.

Combs, Brooches, Chains, and Rings, and Pins and Buckles
 * All higgledy piggle-dy.

A Watch shaped in the shape of a flat Apple
 * In purest Crystal set.

He lifted from the hook where it was ticking
 * And crammed in his Pochette.

He heaped the pretty Baubles on the table,
 * Trinkets, Knick-knackerie,

Pearls, Diamonds, Sapphires, Topazes, and Opals —
 * All in his bag put he.

And there in night's pale gloom was Robin dreaming
 * He was hunting the mountain Bear,

While his Dame in peaceful slumber in no wise heeded
 * A greedy Thief was there.