While he dressed he sang an ancient ballad, at the top of his voice, to an air he improvised. Phillida was a fair maid / As fresh as any flower; / Whom Harpalus the herd-man praide / To be his paramoure. / Harpalus and eke Corin, / Were herd-men both ysere; / And Phillida would twist and spinne, / And thereto sing ful clere. Phyllis! cried John. Can you hear in the bedroom? I sing of thee! I thought her name was Phillida, said Phyllis, setting the bedroom door ajar. Phillida is Old English for Phyllis, he explained.

Then Turpin being so very cute, He hid his money in his boot.

He arrived at the lakefront and drove around the circle where the amusement park and beach used to be when he was a kid[…]

At this time Wang Shou-ken, while governor of Kiangsi province, was discussing philosophical problems related to his theory of liang-chih. He already had many followers south of the Yangtze, but Wang Ken in far off T'ai-chou knew nothing about this.