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So that's the news that come to Renshent,
And Nelly had ha' took and went
Over the mountains like a shot
That very minute, but the misthress said not,
And coaxed and coaxed, and—“Nelly! Nelly!
You relly are too hard now, relly!
Isn' it all for you he's doin' it?
And it'll be your fault if he's ever ruin' it—”
And—to do unto others—“ar'n' we bidden?”
And—“Don't, Nelly, don't!” So Nelly didn'.
And Nelly had ha' took and went
Over the mountains like a shot
That very minute, but the misthress said not,
And coaxed and coaxed, and—“Nelly! Nelly!
You relly are too hard now, relly!
Isn' it all for you he's doin' it?
And it'll be your fault if he's ever ruin' it—”
And—to do unto others—“ar'n' we bidden?”
And—“Don't, Nelly, don't!” So Nelly didn'.
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