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Around from all the neighbouring streets,
The wondering neighbours ran, And swore the dog had lost his wits,
To bite so good a man. The wound it seem'd both sore and sad,
To every Christian eye ; And while they swore the dog was mad,
They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light,
That show'd the rogues they lied : The man recover'd of the bite,
The dog it was that died.