But the snail replied ‘Too far, too far!’ and gave a look askance— Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance. Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance. Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance. ‘What matters it how far we go?’ his scaly friend replied. ‘There is another shore, you know, upon the other side. The further off from England the nearer is to France— Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance. Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance? Will you, won’t you,
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