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FRIEDERICH WERNER
The Templars in Cyprus
page 122
I I Till! flirUM IX CYraC».
ROSSRT.
Thou pleasant roguo 1 Come gii A ki»» ! Without or mut or rudder tail* Thy pinnace, yet no lvaa securely »o It clears the rocks !
CIUBI..IT.
I understand thee not,
HoflKKT.
Thou'st managed very well !
CHARIOT.
Hut tell me, now,
How was it thou cam'st hero ?
ROBERT.
An ancient talo
It is of yester-evening, aged almost
Of f iur-and-twenty hours, andean nowise
Repay thy hearing.—Tell tne, rather, news
Of some sort, tint tho demon of ennui
Take not too tix'd possession of my poor head.
CHARIOT.
Early to-morrow morning to l'oictiers,
Tho Master sails with twenty knights, of whom
I'm one.
RoiiKiiT (starting from hi* st'it). Thou licst !
CHAKLOT. Why, with tho Draper, then, I lie in company, who has already sent On Inxird nil coats of mail and linen mantles, With helmets, shields and lances.
ROBI RT (•l**lhj mnvfl).
And he leaves Mo here,—without his Robert ho will go.— The son may not accompany his father !
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