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" Blacksmith, blacksmith, say now, say,
For what will you shoe my mule to-day? "

" My prince, for five sous, for five sous
And one centime, I 'll set her shoes. "

" Blacksmith, blacksmith, tell, now tell,
Do you think you can hold her well? "

" I have held the like of her;
I 'll hold her so she cannot stir. "

" The first shoe you set in place,
She 'll call you " Father" to your face. "

The first shoe he sets in place,
She calls him " Father " to his face.

" What art thou, insolent fool?
Am I called " Father" by a mule? "

" I am Jeanne, thy daughter dead,
That yesterday was buried. "

" O my daughter, tell to me
Who is it has cursed thee? "

" Down along the river's strand
Came the cure of Lalande;

" When I kept the sheep for thee,
He would always seek for me.

" My sister 's in the house, and oh,
Never, never, let her go!

" If you do, my father, know
You will be accursed also.

" My clothing in the house there, bring,
Never let her wear a thing;

" Everything that was mine take
And burn with fire, for her sake.

" All the ashes that you find
You must scatter to the wind. "
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