Narrator: Midas’ wife felt like she would die for she had had kept a secret for so long. It seemed to her that words would burst from her own being.
Wife of Midas: I can’t commit to this any longer! I have- I have to tell some- something!
Narrator: Aided by her adamant resolve, she ran by to the nearest marsh, her heart ablaze, since she dared not tell anyone else. She laid her mouth onto the water of the mire and said.
Wife of Midas: I tell it to you, and to nobody else. My husband has two long ass’s ears. Now my heart is whole and well again; now it is out. In very truth I could keep it in no longer.
Narrator: By this you may see that though we wait a time, we can conceal no secret forever; it must come out.
Narrator: When the knight saw he could not find the answer to what women desire most—the spirit in his breast was so sorrowful and hopeless.
Knight: Oh, I have searched high and
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It is not our forefathers that readily determine your gentility. It is us who decides whether we deserve of such title and not by hereditary means.
You criticize me for not being of noble birth, reproaching me of poverty, when God Himself, encourages us to live a life in poverty. A person’s lineage does not dictate a person’s dignity and worth. You, dear sir, are living an irony.
Poverty is possession none will take from you as his, as he is a fellow who knows himself as well as God. He, who covets, however, is a poor creature, for he wishes to have that which is not within his power. But he who has nothing, nor covets things, is rich, albeit you count him as only a serving-lad. Now, you reproach me for my old age and grotesque appearance, which are the guards that keep one 's chastity alive.
Narrator: She declared about concepts of true poverty and how your social superiority makes an impact on you. The old woman gave him a