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The Bald Knight 
        A BALD KNIGHT, who wore a wig, went out to hunt. 
        A sudden puff 
        of wind blew off his hat and wig, at which a loud laugh rang 
        forth from his companions. 
        He pulled up his horse, and with 
        great glee joined in the joke by saying, "What a marvel it is 
        that hairs which are not mine should fly from me, when they have 
        forsaken even the man on whose head they grew." 
        Thy pride is but the prologue of thy shame |   
 
 
 
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