Till the evening wanes to grey
the boy with speach all hoarse
Mocking the echo in the wood
Brings the cows from their green close
That in the hovel chew their cud
Now the owl on wheaten wing
& white hood scowling oer his eyes
Jerking with a sudden spring
Through three-cornered barn hole flies
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