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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle: "What a pity," quoth one, "that such a stout, lusty lad should
be in holy orders."
"Marry," quoth Little John to himself, as he strode along,
"yon was no such ill happening; Saint Dunstan send me more
of the like."
After he had trudged along for a time he began to wax thirsty
again in the warmth of the day. He shook his leathern pottle
beside his ear, but not a sound came therefrom. Then he placed it
to his lips and tilted it high aloft, but not a drop was there.
"Little John! Little John!" said he sadly to himself,
shaking his head the while, "woman will be thy ruin yet,
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