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youth in apparel that glitteredWent to walk in a grim forest.There he met an assassinAttired all in garb of old days;He, scowling through the thickets,And dagger poised quivering,Rushed upon the youth."Sir," said this latter,"I am enchanted, believe me,"To die, thus,"In this medieval fashion,"According to the best legends;"Ah, what joy!"Then took he the wound, smiling,And died, content.
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