The wind suthers softly

The wind suthers softly    Among the green bushes 
Where the wing leafed ash    Hides a nest of song thrushes 
The Elms green was darker    The Ash shaded paler 
Where I walked wi my true love     & nothing did ail her 
Her cheeks was the wild rose    She was bonny & fat 
& rainbow the ribbon    On her bonny straw hat 

The Elm strake was darkest    The Ash trees more pale 
& bonny the white thorn    Shook by the gale 
To & fro flew the Chaffinch    Busy feeding her young 
Th'spotted thrush on her blue eggs    Sat brooding long 
Where I went with young    Dinah so bonny & fat 
With the hues of the rainbow    Around her straw hat

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