NEW YEAR'S EVE.
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v.
The building rook 'ill caw from the windy tall elmtree,
And the tufted plover pipe along the fallow lea,
And the swallow 'ill come back again with summer o'er the wave,
But I shall lie alone, mother, within the mouldering grave.
The building rook 'ill caw from the windy tall elmtree,
And the tufted plover pipe along the fallow lea,
And the swallow 'ill come back again with summer o'er the wave,
But I shall lie alone, mother, within the mouldering grave.
vi.
Upon the chancel-casement, and upon that grave o' mine,
In the early early morning the summer sun 'ill shine,
Before the red cock crows from the farm upon the hill,
When you are warm-asleep, mother, and all the world is still.
Upon the chancel-casement, and upon that grave o' mine,
In the early early morning the summer sun 'ill shine,
Before the red cock crows from the farm upon the hill,
When you are warm-asleep, mother, and all the world is still.
vii.
When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the waning light,
Ye'll never see me more in the long gray fields at night;
When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the waning light,
Ye'll never see me more in the long gray fields at night;
