. Blood for blood; a legend of the "big elm tree,". 84 These lads were alike in gesture and speech, In manner of walk and play;And the gossips all said Rose had promised towed Both twins of old neighbor Gray. One morning in early October, These lads, so the legend goes,By each other unseen, went to see farmer Green And ask for the hand of Rose. They leisurely rode on roundabout waysThey had seldomly traveled before, Whent surprised at their fate, they met at the gateOf the farmer, who stood at his door. They looked at each other in wonder, But neither uttered a word—Their horses neighed, and t
. Blood for blood; a legend of the "big elm tree,". 84 These lads were alike in gesture and speech, In manner of walk and play;And the gossips all said Rose had promised towed Both twins of old neighbor Gray. One morning in early October, These lads, so the legend goes,By each other unseen, went to see farmer Green And ask for the hand of Rose. They leisurely rode on roundabout waysThey had seldomly traveled before, Whent surprised at their fate, they met at the gateOf the farmer, who stood at his door. They looked at each other in wonder, But neither uttered a word—Their horses neighed, and the farmer said, In a voice which the household heard: What would you here so early ? And why together, pray?He knew at a glance they had met by chance, For they never both called the same day. 85. 86 Speak out, said the sturdy farmer, Let your errand be quickly divined their intent, but wittingly meant That each should his mission unfold. A pleasant morning this, sir— Stammered out one in ever Ive seen, said old farmer Green, But what is it brought you here? Are you all well at home, sir ? Responded the other are always well—but will you not tell— Have you tidings good or bad ? I was passing this way, and thought that—Thought what ? said the farmer. Well, then, I was passing this way, and thought I would sayThat perhaps I would call again. You trifle with me, said farmer Green—Now tell me—what would you here? Let the truth be told—speak out and speak bold—Youve nothing from me to fear. I came to ask for your daughter, Responded the boldest I, said the other, the more modest brother, Would ask for her hand, in truth. 87
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