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A SHROPSHIRE LAD
VII
When smoke stood up from Ludlow
And mist blew off from Teme,
And blithe afield to ploughing
Against the morning beam
I strode beside my team,
And mist blew off from Teme,
And blithe afield to ploughing
Against the morning beam
I strode beside my team,
The blackbird in the coppice
Looked out to see me stride,
And hearkened as I whistled
The trampling team beside,
And fluted and replied:
Looked out to see me stride,
And hearkened as I whistled
The trampling team beside,
And fluted and replied:
'Lie down, lie down, young yeoman;
What use to rise and rise?
Rise man a thousand mornings
Yet down at last he lies,
And then the man is wise.'
What use to rise and rise?
Rise man a thousand mornings
Yet down at last he lies,
And then the man is wise.'
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