Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. Sir John stood upon the threshold. "I wouldn't force him for the world: but if he don't tip the stivers, may I be cursed if he don't get a taste of the aqua pompaginis. “I shall probably want you to come down to the ‘Unusual’ to-morrow morning,” he said. She was certain he would hear, sleeping in the nearby castle.
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