Songs of the Cavaliers and Roundheads Jacobite Ballads, &c. &c. By George W. Thornbury ... with illustrations by H. S. Marks |
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WELLAWAY! |
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WELLAWAY!
Ah, wellaway!
Slowly through the cold hard clay
Doth the corn-blade make its way,
Groping blindly for the day—
Wellaway!
Slowly through the cold hard clay
Doth the corn-blade make its way,
Groping blindly for the day—
Wellaway!
Slowly, without song or sound,
Through the frozen meadow ground,
Do the flowers creep up to-day—
Wellaway!
Through the frozen meadow ground,
Do the flowers creep up to-day—
Wellaway!
Slowly does the spring unfold
All her wealth and joy untold,
Slow to marshal her array—
Wellaway!
All her wealth and joy untold,
Slow to marshal her array—
Wellaway!
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Slowly, slowly, one by one,
Do the wild birds greet the sun,
Though it shine so very gay—
Wellaway!
Do the wild birds greet the sun,
Though it shine so very gay—
Wellaway!
Slowly does the winter pass;
More of rain and cold, alas!
Ere we see the summer ray—
Wellaway!
More of rain and cold, alas!
Ere we see the summer ray—
Wellaway!
Long shall blow the winter blast,
Long before its rage hath passed,
Changing to the breeze of May—
Wellaway!
Long before its rage hath passed,
Changing to the breeze of May—
Wellaway!
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