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 Hear the valiant fellow shout

Down the orchard bare—a!

Old Woman!

Old Woman!

Old Woman's let the Cuckoo out

At Heffle Cuckoo Fair—a!

When your heart is young and gay

And the season rules it—

Work your works and play your play

'Fore the Autumn cools it!

Kiss you turn and turn-about,

But my lad, beware—a!

Old Woman!

Old Woman!

Old Woman's let the Cuckoo out

At Heffle Cuckoo Fair—a!





of English earth as much

As either hand may rightly clutch,

In the taking of it breathe

Prayer for all who lie beneath.

Not the great nor well-bespoke,

But the mere uncounted folk

Of whose life and death is none

Report or lamentation.

Lay that earth upon thy heart,

And thy sickness shall depart!

It shall sweeten and make whole

Fevered breath and festered soul.

It shall mightily restrain

Over-busied hand and brain. 