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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp.  The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse.  1922.
By William Barnes (1801–1886)
O SPREAD agen your leaves an’ flow’rs,
  Luonesome woodlands! zunny woodlands!
Here undernath the dewy show’rs
  O’ warm-âir’d spring-time, zunny woodlands!
As when, in drong 1 ar oben groun’,        5
Wi’ happy buoyish heart I voun’
The twitt’ren birds a-buildèn roun’
  Your high-bough’d hedges, zunny woodlands!
Ya gie’d me life, ya gie’d me jây,
  Luonesome woodlands! zunny woodlands!        10
Ya gie’d me health, as in my plây
  I rambled droo ye, zunny woodlands!
Ya gie’d me freedom var to rove
In âiry meäd ar shiady grove;
Ya gie’d me smilèn Fanny’s love,        15
  The best ov al ’t, zunny woodlands!
My vust shill skylark whiver’d high,
  Luonesome woodlands! zunny woodlands!
To zing below your deep-blue sky
  An’ white spring-clouds, O zunny woodlands!        20
An’ boughs o’ trees that oonce stood here,
Wer glossy green the happy year
That gie’d me oon I lov’d so dear,
  An’ now ha lost, O zunny woodlands!
O let me rove agen unspied,        25
  Luonesome woodlands! zunny woodlands!
Along your green-bough’d hedges’ zide,
  As then I rambled, zunny woodlands!
An’ where the missèn trees oonce stood,
Ar tongues oonce rung among the wood,        30
My memory shall miake em good,
  Though you’ve a-lost em, zunny woodlands!
Note 1. drong.  lane. [back]

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