With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. “It’s the spring,” he said. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. Kneebone invariably takes part with me, when any trifling misunderstanding arises between us.
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