The maiden fair cried aloud for joy, and then the hireman chiel knew that she was true to him, and he said: — If you love me well, stretch out your hand to me. So the maiden fair stretched out her hand to the hireman chiel in the ploughman's frock, and the baron swore a great oath and galloped away through the stagnant pool.

He did not give even a shadow of respect to the professor.

And opportunity I here have had / To try thee, ſift thee, and confeſs have found thee / Proof againſt all temptation as a rock / Of Adamant, and, as a Center, firm / To the utmoſt of meer man both wiſe and good, / Not more; […]

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