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THE CUMBERLAND STILE
[NOT IN THE COLLECTED WORKS]
I stood with Robin at the four-barr'd stile:
Robin on one side, I stood on the other.
We only stood there a brief kissing-while,
For Robin, you may know, is not my brother.
Robin on one side, I stood on the other.
We only stood there a brief kissing-while,
For Robin, you may know, is not my brother.
Rob measures six feet, taking off his shoes;
They call me Little Joan because I 'm small;
Rob ask'd to kiss me; how could I refuse
Him stooping down to me? he is so tall.
They call me Little Joan because I 'm small;
Rob ask'd to kiss me; how could I refuse
Him stooping down to me? he is so tall.
I gave him back his kiss: it was not right,
I thought, to take his kiss and give him none.
'Twas evening time, not dark, nor yet so light,
Not light for folk to notice what was done.
I thought, to take his kiss and give him none.
'Twas evening time, not dark, nor yet so light,
Not light for folk to notice what was done.
Rob set me on the top bar of the stile,
His arm was round me. Rob is not my brother.
We only stay'd there just a kissing-while:
Is it not good we should kiss one another?
His arm was round me. Rob is not my brother.
We only stay'd there just a kissing-while:
Is it not good we should kiss one another?
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