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What shall he have that kill'd the deer ?
His leather skin and horns to wear.
Take you no scorn to wear a horn,
It was a crest ere thou wast born:
Thy father's father wore it,
And thy father wore it,
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn
Is not a thing to laugh to scorn.