LXXXVII
Reading edition
Then spake a Panatela finely rolled, "If to a fiery Doom I must be sold, Then let it be my happy Fate to find A high-born Mouth whose Teeth are filled with Gold."
Reading edition
Then spake a Panatela finely rolled, "If to a fiery Doom I must be sold, Then let it be my happy Fate to find A high-born Mouth whose Teeth are filled with Gold."