Hazeldale a Poem
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Lowndes to say grace : This year I am late in my haymaking, I kept my sheep late in my field in the spring, So another fortnight must pass, Before I shall hear the sharpening scythe, And its lev'ling swash 'mongst the falling swathe Of my six-acre piece of grass ; So I'm enlisted for Farmer Dell's field, The reason, my blossom is getting wild For a tumble amongst the hay ; So a trio march down by the by the mill stream, Isabel, myself, and our Geraldine, To the scene of work, for play ; And so ...by the brook in Indian file, All watching the speckled trout, And across the bridge and over the stile, With Carlo for guard and scout ; We, after admiring a linnet's nest, And dispossessing a rook, Sat down on a haycock awhile to rest, And at the workers to look : But Allen now sees us and down he bounds, Haymaking o'er for the nonce, And forthwith, amongst the odorous mounds, He's with Geraldine at romps ; 64 HAYMAKING.
Shouting and laughing Geraldine, And tickling Allen Dell, " Oh ma, oh Maiy, push him down, He'll kill me, 'deed he will ;" For Mary had spied us and galop'd down, On her fav'rite poney, Jim, And Farmer Dell follow'd her very soon, On his fine old hunter, Grim : ISTow Isabel's eager to toss the hay, And at it she goes in sincerity, But very soon sobers down; And on a haycock in shade of a tree, She and Mary get deep in history, Of Hazeldale and so on ; And Isabel talk'd with Mary, About she well knew who, And then respecting our dairy, We'd bought another cow ; Then our bud on poney seated, Which led by Allen Dell, Went to where the merry-hearted Did toss the hay right well : The machine was out of order, And so t'was done by hand, By some from over the border, A laughing, rustic band ; Then we went a little wider, To where the bread and cheese, And firkins of ale and cider, Were 'neath the chesnut trees ; Guarded by Yic, Neptune, and Watch, THE HAYMAKING FIELD.
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Lowndes to say grace : This year I am late in my haymaking, I kept my sheep late in my field in the spring, So another fortnight must pass, Before I shall hear the sharpening scythe, And its lev'ling swash 'mongst the falling swathe Of my six-acre piece of grass ; So I'm enlisted for Farmer Dell's field, The reason, my blossom is getting wild For a tumble amongst the hay ; So a trio march down by the by the mill stream, Isabel, myself, and our Geraldine, To the scene of work, for play ; And so ...by the brook in Indian file, All watching the speckled trout, And across the bridge and over the stile, With Carlo for guard and scout ; We, after admiring a linnet's nest, And dispossessing a rook, Sat down on a haycock awhile to rest, And at the workers to look : But Allen now sees us and down he bounds, Haymaking o'er for the nonce, And forthwith, amongst the odorous mounds, He's with Geraldine at romps ; 64 HAYMAKING.
Shouting and laughing Geraldine, And tickling Allen Dell, " Oh ma, oh Maiy, push him down, He'll kill me, 'deed he will ;" For Mary had spied us and galop'd down, On her fav'rite poney, Jim, And Farmer Dell follow'd her very soon, On his fine old hunter, Grim : ISTow Isabel's eager to toss the hay, And at it she goes in sincerity, But very soon sobers down; And on a haycock in shade of a tree, She and Mary get deep in history, Of Hazeldale and so on ; And Isabel talk'd with Mary, About she well knew who, And then respecting our dairy, We'd bought another cow ; Then our bud on poney seated, Which led by Allen Dell, Went to where the merry-hearted Did toss the hay right well : The machine was out of order, And so t'was done by hand, By some from over the border, A laughing, rustic band ; Then we went a little wider, To where the bread and cheese, And firkins of ale and cider, Were 'neath the chesnut trees ; Guarded by Yic, Neptune, and Watch, THE HAYMAKING FIELD.
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