Laughter from a Cloud By Walter Raleigh with a foreword by Hilary Raleigh |
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[How far is it to London? Well, my friend]
How far is it to London? Well, my friend,
I do not answer questions till I know
That he who asks them has a worthy end;
If I should tell you truly, will you go?
I hate a talkative and idle knave
With silly questions always on his lips:
“Who is your hatter?” “Where's Cock Robin's grave?”
“What was the reason of the late eclipse?”
You seem to me a promising young man,
And if you really want to get away
I shall be glad to help you if I can,
I can't stand here debating all the day.
A place there is to which I bid you go:
It is not London; it is Jericho!
I do not answer questions till I know
That he who asks them has a worthy end;
If I should tell you truly, will you go?
I hate a talkative and idle knave
With silly questions always on his lips:
“Who is your hatter?” “Where's Cock Robin's grave?”
“What was the reason of the late eclipse?”
You seem to me a promising young man,
And if you really want to get away
I shall be glad to help you if I can,
I can't stand here debating all the day.
A place there is to which I bid you go:
It is not London; it is Jericho!
Question: How far is it to London?
Word: Eclipse.
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