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Soft as some song divine, thy story flows.
Soft as some song divine, thy story flows.
Out of their saddles into the dirt--and thereby hangs a tale.
Out of their saddles into the dirt--and thereby hangs a tale.
In this spacious isle I think there is not one
But he hath heard some talk of Hood and read more
In this spacious isle I think there is not one
But he hath heard some talk of Hood and Little John,
Of Tuck, the merry friar, which many a sermon made
In praise of Robin Hood, his outlaws, and their trade.
But that's another story.
But that's another story.
If a nation loses its storytellers, it loses its childhood.
If a nation loses its storytellers, it loses its childhood.
This story will never go down.
This story will never go down.
I hate
To tell again a tale once fully told.
I hate
To tell again a tale once fully told.
For seldom shall she hear a tale
So said, so tender, yet so true.
For seldom shall she hear a tale
So said, so tender, yet so true.
In after-dinner talk,
Across the walnuts and the wine.
In after-dinner talk,
Across the walnuts and the wine.
