Page:Lollingdon Downs and other poems, Masefield, 1917.djvu/52

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LOLLINGDON DOWNS

"A kill him again
Than see you suffer.
my little Jane,
Kiss goodbye to your brother.

I won't see you again,
Nor the cows homing,
Nor the mice in the grain,
Nor the primrose coming,

Nor the fair, nor folk,
Nor the summer flowers
Growing on the wold
Nor aught that's ours.

Not Tib the cat,
Not Stub the mare,
Nor old dog Pat
Never anywhere.

For I'll be hung
In Gloucester prison
When the bell's rung
And the sun's risen.

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