 | Under Green Leaves |  |
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TWO HOUSES.
“'Twill overtask a thousand men,
With all their strength and skill,
To build my Lord ere New Year's eve
His castle on the hill.”
“Then take two thousand,” said my Lord,
“And labour with a will.”
With all their strength and skill,
To build my Lord ere New Year's eve
His castle on the hill.”
“Then take two thousand,” said my Lord,
“And labour with a will.”
They wrought, these glad two thousand men,
But long ere winter gloom,
My Lord had found a smaller house,
And dwelt in one dark room;
And one man built it in one day,
While bells rang ding, dong, boom!
Shut up the door! shut up the door!
Shut up the door till Doom!
But long ere winter gloom,
My Lord had found a smaller house,
And dwelt in one dark room;
And one man built it in one day,
While bells rang ding, dong, boom!
Shut up the door! shut up the door!
Shut up the door till Doom!
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