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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Falingtado, Falingtado, to wear the black and yellow—

Falingtado, Falingtado, my mates are gone: I’ll follow.

— Summer’s Last Will and Testament

Happy, happy they that in Hell feel not the world’s despite.

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

But to the girdle doe the gods inherit,

Beneath is all the Fiends.

There’s hell, there’s darkness, there is the sulphurous pit;

Burning, scalding, stench, consumption, Fye, fye, fie.

You and I and Amyas,

Amyas and you and I

To the greenwood must we go; alas—

You and I, my life, and Amyas ...

Chapter Ten

“I had a little nut tree,

Nothing would it bear

But a silver nutmeg

And a golden pear—

And the King of Spain’s daughter

Came to visit me—

And all because of

My little nut tree.

I skipped across the water—

I skipped across the sea

And all the birds of the air

Could not catch me.”

Chapter Eleven

Phoenix Jana jacet nato phoenice; dolendum,

Soecula phoenices nulla tulisse duos.

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

King Pandion he is dead,

All thy friends are lapped in lead.

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen