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Ha, De Guiche?

Sought to impose on me … for husband…

Ay! Husband!—dupe-husband! … Husband à-la-mode!

Then I fought, happy chance! sweet lady, not For my ill favour—but your favours fair!

Confession next!… But, ere I make my shrift, You must be once again that brother-friend With whom I used to play by the lake-side!…

Ay, you would come each spring to Bergerac!

Mind you the reeds you cut to make your swords?…

While you wove corn-straw plaits for your dolls' hair!

Those were the days of games!…

And blackberries! ..