I miss the heath its yellow furze
Mole-hills and rabbit tracks that lead
Through besom-ling & teazle burrs
That spread a wilderness indeed
The woodland oaks & all below
That their white-powdered branches shield
The mossy paths the very crow
Croaks music in my native field
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Image by my friend #JohnAbbott
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