Pour the wine bridegroom where before you the bride is enthroned her hair loose at her temples a head of ripe wheat is on the wall beside her the guests seated at long tables the bagpipers are ready there is a hound under the table the bearded Mayor is present women in their starched headgear are gabbing all but the bride hands folded in her lap is awkwardly silent simple dishes are being served clabber and what not from a trestle made of an unhinged barn door by two helpers one in a red coat a spoon in his hatband.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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