In noises low

Crows from the oak trees qawking as they spring 

Dashing the acorns down wi beating wing

Waking the woodlands sleep in noises low

Pattring on crimpt brakes withering brown below

While from their hollow nest the squirrels (pop)

Adown the tree to pick them as they drop

The starnel crowds that dim the muddy light

The crows & jackdaws flapping home at night

& puddock circling round its lazy flight

Round the wild sweeing wood in motion slow

Before it perches on the oaks below

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