"Have rats and goblins eaten up your pride And will you tell me now What well you know? The holy father, here, can loose your vow. Still silent!" roared Sir Guy, "O there! Below With him, and if rack fail, let him be crucified." 

"Have rats and goblins eaten up your pride

And will you tell me now

What well you know?

The holy father, here, can loose your vow.

Still silent!" roared Sir Guy, "O there! Below

 "I fear not crucifixion, master mine, As oath forsworn from fear Of death. No pangs Shall ever make me breathe to mortal ear Her safe retreat. Transfix me with your fangs With speed; my life for hers I freely will resign." 

"I fear not crucifixion, master mine,

As oath forsworn from fear

Of death. No pangs

Shall ever make me breathe to mortal ear

Her safe retreat. Transfix me with your fangs

 "Fear not, brave youth, Sir Guy doth go This night to meet Prince John, Who claims the crown. But we do hear our king will come anon; Then woe to all who have incurred his frown! For sure he'll vengeance take on John and every foe." 

"Fear not, brave youth, Sir Guy doth go

This night to meet Prince John,

Who claims the crown.

But we do hear our king will come anon;

Then woe to all who have incurred his frown!

 

 

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