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"I took the oars: the Pilot's boy,
Who now doth crazy go,
Laughed loud and long, and all the while
His eyes went to and fro.
'Ha! ha!' quoth he, 'full plain I see,
The Devil knows how to row.'
"And now, all in my own countree,
The ancient Ma- "' O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!'
riner earnestly entreateth the Hermit to shrieve him; and the
penance of life What manner of man art thou?'
falls on him:
The Hermit crossed his brow.
"Forthwith this frame of mine was wrenched
With a woful agony,
Which forced me to begin my tale;
And then it left me free.
And ever and "Since then, at an uncertain hour,
anon throughout rT,I
his future life an I hat agony returns:
efhWmToTrave'i And ti]1 mY ghastly tale is told,
from land to ThJs hear(. within me burns.
"I pass, like night, from land to land;