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1 Leave a comment on paragraph 1 0 Bingen                    57

2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 And sat himself down to supper merrily
And slept that night like an innocent man
But Bishop Hatto never slept again.

3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 In the morning as he entered the hall
Where his picture hung against the wall
A sweat like death all o’er him came
For the Rats had eaten it out of the frame.

4 Leave a comment on paragraph 4 0 As he looked, there came a man from his farm
Wearing a countenance white with alarm
Mylord, I opened your granaries this morn
And the Rats had eaten all your corn.

5 Leave a comment on paragraph 5 0 Another came running presently.
And he was pale as pale could be.
Fly, mylord Bishop, fly,  quoth he
Ten thousand rats are coming this way
The Lord forgive you for yesterday

6 Leave a comment on paragraph 6 0 I’ll go to my Tower on the Rhine, replied he
Tis the safest place in Germany
The walls are high and the shores are steep
The stream is strong and the water deep

7 Leave a comment on paragraph 7 0 Bishop Hatto fearfully hastened away
And crossed the Rhine without delay

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