The Ingoldsby Legends or, Mirth and Marvels. By Thomas Ingoldsby [i.e. R. H. Barham] |
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 | The Ingoldsby Legends |  |
Out spake Frère Jehan, A pitiful man,
Oh! a pitiful man was he!
And he wept and he pined For the sins of mankind,
As a Friar in his degree.
“Remember, good gentlefolks,” so he began,
“Dear Aloys was always a pitiful man!—
That voice from his chest Has clearly exprest
He has pardoned the culprit—and as for the rest,
Before you shall burn him—he'll see you all blest!”
Oh! a pitiful man was he!
And he wept and he pined For the sins of mankind,
As a Friar in his degree.
“Remember, good gentlefolks,” so he began,
“Dear Aloys was always a pitiful man!—
That voice from his chest Has clearly exprest
He has pardoned the culprit—and as for the rest,
Before you shall burn him—he'll see you all blest!”
| The Ingoldsby Legends | |