Part 6 — IN WHICH YOU ARE SHOWN THE RIVER'S VERY SOURCES, FAR UNDERGROUND
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And is it I that must sit and spin? And is it I that my hair must bind? I hear but the great seas rolling in, I see but the great gulls sail the wind. Who sang the grey monk out o' the cell? Who but my mother that rode the sea! She stole a son o' the church to hell, And out of hell shall the church steal me?
Sir Hugh and the Mermaiden.