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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538109" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Broken Pitcher</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was a Moorish maiden was sitting by a well,<br>And what the maiden thought of, I cannot, cannot, tell,<br>When by there rode a valiant knight from the town of Oviedo,<br>Alphonso Guzman was he hight, the Count of Tololedo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, maiden, Moorish maiden! why sitt'st thou by the spring?<br>Say, dost thou seek a lover, or any other thing?<br>Why dost thou look upon me, with eyes so dark and wide,<br>And wherefore doth the pitcher lie broken by thy side?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I do not seek a lover, thou Christian knight so gay,<br>Because an article like that hath never come my way;<br>And why I gaze upon you, I cannot, cannot tell,<br>Except that in your iron hose you look uncommon swell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'My pitcher it is broken, and this the reason is -<br>A shepherd came behind me, and tried to snatch a kiss;<br>I would not stand his nonsense, so ne'er a word I spoke,<br>But scored him on the costard, and so the jug was broke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'My uncle, the Alcaydé, he waits for me at home,<br>And will not take his tumbler, until Zorayda come:<br>I cannot bring him water - the pitcher is in pieces -<br>And so I'm sure to catch it, 'cos he wallops all his nieces'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh maiden, Moorish maiden! Wilt thou be ruled by me?<br>Then wipe thine eyes and rosy lips, and give me kisses three;<br>And I'll give thee my helmet, thou kind and courteous lady,<br>To carry home the water to thy Uncle, the Alcaydé.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He lighted down from off his steed line - he tied him to a tree -<br>He bent him to the maiden, and he took his kisses three;<br>'To wrong thee, sweet Zorayda, I swear would be a sin!'<br>And he knelt him at the fountain, and he dipped his helmet in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up rose the Moorish maiden - behind the Knight she steals,<br>And caught Alphonso Guzman in a twinkling by the heels:<br>She tipped him in and held him down beneath the bubbling water -<br>'Now, take thou that for venturing to kiss Al Hamet's daughter!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Christian maid is waiting in the town of Oviedo;<br>She waits the coming of her love, the Count of Tololedo;<br>I pray you all in charity, that you will never tell,<br>How he met the Moorish maiden beside the lonely well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Edmondstoune+Aytoun">William Edmondstoune Aytoun</a><div class=q>
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And what the maiden thought of, I cannot, cannot, tell,
When by there rode a valiant knight from the town of Oviedo,
Alphonso Guzman was he hight, the Count of Tololedo.

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