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FLORA DAY AT HELSTON
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XIV. FLORA DAY AT HELSTON (FURRY DAY), MAY 8.
Come, Marion, come, let Robin blow his horn,For Flora holds high festival to-day,
The Nansloe woods are fragrant with the May,
And Helston Hill is green with springing corn.
Come, bring the orchis, break the milk-white thorn,
Dance in and out, and let who will say nay,
And he, who will not leave his work for play,
Shall feel Pengella's waterbrook of scorn.
This is the day our British fathers gave
To Flora's head their boasted victory's crown,
The day our great St. George had power to save,
When the fierce Dragon flamed above the town;
But on this day we do remember most
Spain's huge sea-dragon, slain upon the coast.
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