In ancient times, as story tells, The saints would often leave their cells, And stroll about, but hide their quality, To try good people’s hospitality.It happened on a winter night, As authors of the legend write, Two brother hermits, saints by trade, Taking their tour in masquerade, Disguised in tattered habits, went To a small village down in Kent;Where, in the strollers’ canting strain, They begged from door to door in vain;Tried every tone might pity win, But not a soul would let them in.
Langue Anglais ● Format EPUB ● ISBN 9788893159531 ● Taille du fichier 0.9 MB ● Maison d’édition Jonathan Swift ● Publié 2015 ● Téléchargeable 24 mois ● Devise EUR ● ID 5182312 ● Protection contre la copie DRM sociale