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Near Clapham village, where fields began, / Saint Edward met a beggar man. / It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled, / The old man trembled for the fierce cold.
Saint Edward cried, "It is monstrous sin / A beggar to lie in rags so thin! / An old grey-beard and the frost so keen: / I shall give him my fur-lined gaberdine."