I know w is  purpose.

    So tar-C  of a

    great oak-tree e gold t he was seeking.

    And , and said to the hare,

    t I did to t rendered back again many

    times over, and t I s repaid a

    hundred-fold.

    Nay, ans as t h me, so I did deal

    ran aly, and tar-C

    toy.

    No te of ty ted one who was a leper.

    Over s

    ar-Child

    coming, ruck upon a tered his bell, and

    called out to

    die of  me out of ty, and there

    is no one wy on me.

    Alas! cried tar-C one piece of money in my

    , and if I bring it not to my master  me, for I

    am his slave.

    But treated ill tar-Child

    y, and gave e gold.

    And o

    o  the piece of

    ar-C not.  So the

    Magician fell upon   before y

    trenc, and an empty cup, and said, Drink, and

    flung o the dungeon.

    And on to o-day

    t me not the piece of yellow gold, I will surely keep

    tripes.

    So tar-C to the wood, and all day long he searched

    for t no

    sunset  o weep, and as he was weeping

    to tle  he

    trap,

    And to  t dost

    the wood?

    And tar-Child answered, I am seeking for a piece of yellow

    gold t is  not my master

    me, and keep me as a slave.

    Follo ran till it

    came to a pool of er.  And at ttom of the piece

    of yellow gold was lying.

    ar-Che

    second time t you have succoured me.

    Nay, but t pity on