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Rh Away he goes, he flies, the rout Their steeds all spur and switch; Some are thrown in, and some thrown out, And some lie in the ditch. But a hunting we will go, &c.

But now his strength to faintness worn, The hounds have seized their prey; Then hungry, homewards we return, To hunt another day, When a hunting we will go, &c.

 

bee is humming in the sun, The yellow cowslip springs; And, hark! from yonder woodland's side Again the Cuckoo sings; No other note but Cuckoo still She sings from day to day; Yet I, though but a little child, Can read, and sing, and pray.

 

went three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high; And they have sworn a solemn oath, John Barleycorn shall die.

They took a plough and plough'd him down, Put clods upon his head; And they have sworn a solemn oath, John Barleycorn was dead. 