Page:Gesta Romanorum - Swan - Wright - 2.djvu/237

Rh

My beloved, the nobleman, is any one who seeks a worldly name by bad means.

says that there is a certain land in which neither dew nor rain falls. Consequently, there is a general aridness; but in this country there is a single fountain, from which when people would draw water, they are accustomed to approach with all kinds of musical instruments, and so march around it for a length of time. The melody which they thus produce, sweetens the water, and ascending to the fountain head, makes it flow forth