Jack and His Father “Jack,” (quoth his father), “how shall I ease take? If I stand, my legs ache; and if I kneel, My knees ache; if I go, then my feet ache; If I lie, my back acheth; if I sit I feel My hips ache; and, lean I never so weel, My elbows ache.” “Sir,” (quoth Jack), “pain to exile, Since all these ease not, best ye hang awhile.” |
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