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And the worms are squabbling for rags and clouts.

That's the end of the ditty; it's over and done.

All the ditties end just alike; And they're all old together; I knew 'em as a boy.

[With a casting-ladle.]

Just look what a rare thing I've been buying! In this Peer Gynt cast his silver buttons.

Look at mine, though! The money-bag bought for a halfpenny.

No more, eh? Twopence for the pedlar's pack

Peer Gynt? Who was he?

All I know is this: He was kinsman to Death and to Aslak the Smith.

You're forgetting me, man! Are you mad or drunk?

You forget that at Hegstad was a storehouse door