Where the oak plank crosst the stream
Which the early rising lass
Climbs each morn wi gathering cream
Crookd pads tracking thro the grass
There where willows hing their boughs
Briars & black thorns formd a bower
Stunted thick from sheep & cows
There I stood to shun the shower
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