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"
"
Why
Why
,
,
as
as
for
for
that
that
,
,
"
"
quoth
quoth
Little
Little
John
John
,
,
grinning
grinning
,
,
"
"
mayhap
mayhap
he
he
hath
hath
lent
lent
me
me
aid
aid
to
to
learn
learn
a
a
ditty
ditty
or
or
so
so
.
.
"
"
"
Then
,
prythee
,
let
us
hear
how
he
hath
taught
thee
,
"
quoth
the
Tinker
.
At
this
Little
John
cleared
his
throat
and
,
after
a
word
or
two
about
a
certain
hoarseness
that
troubled
him
,
sang
thus
:
"
"
Ah
Ah
,
,
pretty
pretty
,
,
pretty
pretty
maid
maid
,
,
whither
whither
dost
dost
thou
thou
go
go
?
?
I
prythee
,
prythee
,
wait
for
thy
lover
also
,
And
And
we
we
'll
'll
gather
gather
the
the
rose
rose
As
it
sweetly
blows
,
For
the
merry
,
merry
winds
are
blo-o-o-wing
.
"
Now
it
seemed
as
though
Little
John
's
songs
were
never
to
get
sung
,
for
he
had
got
no
farther
than
this
when
the
door
of
the
inn
opened
and
out
came
the
two
brothers
of
Fountain
Abbey
,
the
landlord
following
them
,
and
,
as
the
saying
is
,
washing
his
hands
with
humble
soap
.
But
when
the
brothers
of
Fountain
Abbey
saw
who
it
was
that
sang
,
and
how
he
was
clad
in
the
robes
of
a
Gray
Friar
,
they
stopped
suddenly
,
the
fat
little
Brother
drawing
his
heavy
eyebrows
together
in
a
mighty
frown
,
and
the
thin
Brother
twisting
up
his
face
as
though
he
had
sour
beer
in
his
mouth
.
Then
,
as
Little
John
gathered
his
breath
for
a
new
verse
,
"
How
,
now
,
"
roared
forth
the
fat
Brother
,
his
voice
coming
from
him
like
loud
thunder
from
a
little
cloud
,
"
thou
naughty
fellow
,
is
this
a
fit
place
for
one
in
thy
garb
to
tipple
and
sing
profane
songs
?
"
