When one chanced to turn toward the highways side,
Theres a sorry figure of fun, jested he,
Well, Sirrah! move back, there is scarce room to ride.
Good Sirs, Kind Sirs, begged the crestfallen
fool,
I pray of your courtesy speech with you,
Im for yonder town, and have no horse to ride,
Have you never a charger will carry two?
Then the company halted and laughed out loud.
Was such a request ever made to a knight?
And where are your legs, asked one, if you start,
You may be inside the town gates to-night.
T is a lazy fellow, let him alone,
Theyve no room in the town for such idlers as he.
But one bent from his saddle and said, My man,
Art thou not ashamed to beg charity!
Thou art well set up, and thy legs are strong,
But it much misgives me lest thourt a fool;
For beggars get only a beggars crust,
Wise men are reared in a different school.
Then they clattered away in the dust and the wind,
And the fool slunk back to his lonely stone;
He began to see that the man who asks
Must likewise give and not ask alone.
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