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Very short tale: A maid making a Roman-Catholic to fall into a River, and to escape drowning narrowly There
was likewise a pretty maid not far off that place, and much about the
same time, who being solicited to folly by another Catholic (but not
a priest) when no answer would serve the turn, promised him fair, and
said she would meet him the next day in a meadow not far from her father's
house, and then they would conclude of that which should be well-liking
to them both. "Aye, that I will, sweet heart, and over thee too, anon," and so fetching his run, leapt into a quagmire up to the middle and more, crying "Prithee, love, help me!" But she, laughing at him and telling him he was hot of a burning fever, left him to get out as he could. |
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