The later poems of John Clare 1837-1864 ... General editor Eric Robinson: Edited by Eric Robinson and David Powell: Associate editor Margaret Grainger |
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PEGGY'S THE LADY O' THE HALL |
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PEGGY'S THE LADY O' THE HALL
And will she leave the lowly clowns
For silks and satins gay
Her woolen Aprons and drab gowns
For lady's cold array
And will she leave the wild hedge rose
The redbreast and the wren
And will she leave her sunday beaus
And milk shed i' the glen
And will she leave her kind friends all
To be the Lady o' the Hall
For silks and satins gay
Her woolen Aprons and drab gowns
For lady's cold array
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The redbreast and the wren
And will she leave her sunday beaus
And milk shed i' the glen
And will she leave her kind friends all
To be the Lady o' the Hall
The cowslips bowed their golden drops
The white thorn white as sheets
The lamb agen the old ewe stops
The wren and robin tweats
And Peggy took her milk pails still
And sang her evening song
To milk her cows on cowslip hill
For half the summer long
But silks and satins rich and rare
Are doomed for Peggy still to wear
The white thorn white as sheets
The lamb agen the old ewe stops
The wren and robin tweats
And Peggy took her milk pails still
And sang her evening song
To milk her cows on cowslip hill
For half the summer long
But silks and satins rich and rare
Are doomed for Peggy still to wear
But when the May had turned to awes
The hedge rows swelled to hips
Peggy was missed without a cause
And left us in eclipse
The shepherd i' the hovel milks
Where builds the little wren
And Peggy's gone a' clad i' silks
Far from the happy glen
From dogrose woodbine clovers all
Peggy's the Lady of the hall
The hedge rows swelled to hips
Peggy was missed without a cause
And left us in eclipse
The shepherd i' the hovel milks
Where builds the little wren
And Peggy's gone a' clad i' silks
Far from the happy glen
From dogrose woodbine clovers all
Peggy's the Lady of the hall
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