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    A goblin begs a nymph for her green glass beads, which he claims to love more than stars, water, wind, or any human daughter. When the nymph refuses to give up the beads, which she stole from the moon, the goblin threatens to howl all night in the reeds and mud until she gives him the beads that he loves so much. The nymph continues to refuse the goblin's requests.

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    A goblin begs a nymph for her green glass beads, which he claims to love more than stars, water, wind, or any human daughter. When the nymph refuses to give up the beads, which she stole from the moon, the goblin threatens to howl all night in the reeds and mud until she gives him the beads that he loves so much. The nymph continues to refuse the goblin's requests.

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    A goblin begs a nymph for her green glass beads, which he claims to love more than stars, water, wind, or any human daughter. When the nymph refuses to give up the beads, which she stole from the moon, the goblin threatens to howl all night in the reeds and mud until she gives him the beads that he loves so much. The nymph continues to refuse the goblin's requests.

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    OVERHEARD ON A SALT MARSH – HAROLD MONRO

    Goblin Nymph, nymph, what are your beads?

    Nymph Green glass, goblin. Why do you stare at them?

    Goblin Give them me.

    Nymph No.

    Goblin Give them me. Give them me.

    Nymph No.

    Goblin Then I will howl all night in the reeds, lie in the mud and howl for
    them.

    Nymph Goblin, why do you love them so?

    Goblin They are better than stars or water, better than voices of winds
    that sing, better than any man’s fair daughter, your green glass
    beads on a silver ring.

    Nymph Hush, I stole them out of the moon.

    Goblin Give me your beads, I want them.

    Nymph No.

    Goblin I will howl in a deep lagoon, for your green glass beads, I love
    them so. Give them me. Give them.

    Nymph No.

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