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You should have heard the Hamelin peopleRinging the bells till they rocked the steeple"Go," cried the Mayor, "and get long poles,Poke out the nests and block up the holes!Consult with carpenters and builders,And leave in our town not even a traceOf the rats!"—when suddenly up the faceOf the Piper perked in the market–place,With a, "First, if you please, my thousand guilders!"