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Ye Carpette Knyghte

I have a horse – a ryghte good horse –
Ne doe Y envye those
Who scoure ye playne yn headye course
Tyll soddayne on theyre nose
They lyghte wyth unexpected force
Yt ys – a horse of clothes.

I have a saddel – “Say’st thou soe?
Wyth styrruppes, Knyghte, to boote?”
I sayde not that – I answere “Noe” –
Yt lacketh such, I woote:
Yt ys a mutton-saddel, loe!
Parte of ye fleecye brute.

I have a bytte – a ryghte good bytte –
As shall bee seene yn tyme.
Ye jawe of horse yt wyll not fytte;
Yts use ys more sublyme.
Fayre Syr, how deemest thou of yt?
Yt ys – thys bytte of rhyme.

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Poem Ye Carpette Knyghte - Lewis Carroll
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