The Legend of Ulenspiegel

yes shining bright, a skin the same colour as his wares, except on Sundays and feast days, when there

avern on the Bruges road, to wash out his coal-blackened gullet with cuyte, all t

nd clear bee

wakeful husband,"

used to plant themselves all in front of him so

f way: scarlet ribbon, gilt buckle,

s her cheeks or her neck, according to which fre

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go off in burs

oice and the clatter of his shoe

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laes would answer, "but don't come too clo

one by the tunic, and rubbing his soft little muzzle with his smutty hands, would sen

good helpmeet, early as the

oilsome was the dragging, but harder still the harrowing when that rustic engine must tear the s

t the knees, it was as naught that they must strain their loins cruelly; when they would pause, and Soetkin turn toward Cl