'The Merry Wives of Windsor' : William Shakespeare
'There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter,
Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest,
Doth all the winter time at still midnight,
Walk around about an oak, with great ragg'd horns;
And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle;
And makes milch-kine yield blood,
and shakes a chain
In a most hideous and dreadful manner.'
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