On the 2nd June, 1820 Anna Maria was born. John and Patty had been married for less than 3 months, and were living back in the tiny cottage in Helpston with John’s mother and father. In time it would become very crowded indeed.
My Anna summer laughs in mirth
& we will of the party be
& leave the crickets in the hearth
For green fields merry minstrelsy
I see thee now with little hand
Catch at each object passing bye
The happiest thing in all the land
Except the bee & butterfly
& limpid brook that leaps along
Gilt with the summers burnished gleam
Will stop thy little tale or song
To gaze upon its crimping stream
& we will of the party be
& leave the crickets in the hearth
For green fields merry minstrelsy
I see thee now with little hand
Catch at each object passing bye
The happiest thing in all the land
Except the bee & butterfly
& limpid brook that leaps along
Gilt with the summers burnished gleam
Will stop thy little tale or song
To gaze upon its crimping stream
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