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Within the Amwoodlands, flowery gladed,
FBy the oak tree's AmmossGy Cmoot,
The shining grass-blades, timber-shaded,
FNow do quiver Amunder Gfoot;
And birds do Amwhistle overGhead,
And water's Fbubbling in its Gbed,
And there for Cme the apple tree
Do Flean down low in AmLindGen CLea.
When leaves that Amlately were a-springing
FNow do fade withAmin Gthe Ccopse,
And painted birds do hush their singing
FUp upon the Amtimber Gtops;
And brown-leaved Amfruit's a-turning Gred,
In cloudless Fsunshine, overGhead,
With fruit for Cme, the apple tree
Do Flean down low in AmLinGden CLea.
Let other Amfolk make money faster
FIn the air of Amdark-Groomed Ctowns,
I don't dread a peevish master;
FThough no man do Amheed my Gfrowns,
I be Amfree to go aGbroad,
Or take aFgain my homeward Groad
To where, for Cme, the apple tree
Do Flean down low in AmLinGden CLea.
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