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Rh 'And why's our bed so hard to the bones

Excepting where it's cold ?'

'Oh, that's because it is precious stones

Excepting where 'tis gold.

'Think it over as you stand

For I tell you .without fail

If you haven't got into Fairyland

You're not in Lewes Gaol.'

All night long they thought of it

And, come the dawn, they saw

They'd tumbled into a great old pit,

At the bottom of Minepit Shaw.

And the keepers' hound had followed 'em close

And broke her neck in the fall;

So they picked up their knives and their crossbows

And buried the dog. That's all.

But whether the man was a poacher too

Or a Pharisee so bold

I reckon there's more things told than are true.

And more things true than are told.