A Shropshire Lad
Oh never fear, man, nought 's to dread,
Look not left nor right:
In all the endless road you tread
There's nothing but the night.
Look not left nor right:
In all the endless road you tread
There's nothing but the night.
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LXI
HUGHLEY STEEPLE
The vane on Hughley steeple
Veers bright, a far-known sign,
And there lie Hughley people,
And there lie friends of mine.
Tall in their midst the tower
Divides the shade and sun,
And the clock strikes the hour
And tells the time to none.
Veers bright, a far-known sign,
And there lie Hughley people,
And there lie friends of mine.
Tall in their midst the tower
Divides the shade and sun,
And the clock strikes the hour
And tells the time to none.
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