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"To go, &emsp;Your fare I will afford you— Deal him a deadly blow &emsp;And blessings shall reward you.

"But stay—I do not like &emsp;Undue assassination, And so before you strike, &emsp;Make this communication: "I'll give him this one chance— &emsp;If he'll more gaily bear him, Play croquêt, smoke, and dance, &emsp;I willingly will spare him."

They went, those minions true. &emsp;To Assesmilk-cum-Worter, And told their errand to &emsp;The