Page:Songs of Innocence and of Experience, copy Z, 1826 (Library of Congress).pdf/6

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The Ecchoing Green

The Sun does arise
And make happy the skies.
The merry bells ring,
To welcome the Spring.
The sky-lark and thrush,
The birds of the bush,
Sing louder around,
To the bells chearful sound,
While our sports shall be seen
On the Ecchoing Green.

Old John with white hair
Does laugh away care,
Sitting under the oak

Among the old folk.