Wha'll buy my caller herrin'? They're bonnie fish and halesome farin'; Wha'll buy my caller herrin', New drawn frae the Forth?

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On no other ground could the “archæolatry,” which we have found almost universal, be maintained for a moment.

For who so wolde senge a cattes skyn / Thanne wolde the cat wel dwellen in his In For if someone wants to singe a cat’s skin, the cat would rather stay in its house.