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Ploughmans songs


Here morning in the ploughmans songs is met

Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky
& twilight in the east a doubt as yet,
Shows not her sleeve of grey to know her bye
Woke early I arose & thought that first
In winter time of all the world was I
The old owls might have hallooed if they durst
But joy just then was up & whistled bye
A merry tune which I had known full long
But could not to my memory wake it back
Until the ploughman changed it to the song
O happiness how simple is thy track
Tinged like the willow shoots the easts young brow
Glows red & finds thee singing at the plough
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