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OUT EARLY

I'm up in the morning, and over the hill,
Searching the hedges that lead to the mill,
With cook's wicker basket (the small one) to fill,
Gathering roses for Auntie.
She's dressing just now, but, of course, little knows
That Tommy, her nephew, is up with the crows,
And, wetting his stockings with dewy drops, goes
Gathering roses for Auntie.
She's sweeter than honey; I love her to come;
She sings in the passages, brightens the home!
It's jolly to jump out of bed and to roam
Gathering roses for Auntie.

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As soon as I'm back at the cottage, I mean
To sweeten her plate with these buds cool and clean,
For then she will guess that her nephew has been
Gathering roses for Auntie.