“I wish I could but know who was he

That addressed me,

If he was noble, or, at least, what his name is⁠ ⁠…”

“I wish I could but know who was he That addressed me, If he was noble, or, at least, what his name is⁠ ⁠…”

When Margarita had finished singing the ballad of the King of Thule, she was loudly cheered and again when she came to the end of the jewel song:

“Ah, the joy of past compare

These jewels bright to wear!⁠ ⁠…”

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