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1 "Lad's love."
2 Black mustard, Fée thinks.
3 He can hardly mean a pottage made of boiled mustard-seed alone, as Fée seems to think. If so, however, Fée no doubt is right in thinking that it would be intolerable to a modern palate.
4 See B. xx. c. 87.
6 Hardouin suggests "thlaspi."
7 Its bite being as sharp as the venom of the "saurus," or lizard.
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