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Song For Autumn
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Old Blind Dogs
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Now western wind aye and slaught'ring gun Bring autumn's pleasant weather Oh the moorcock springs aye on whirring wings Amongst the blooming heather Now waving grain wide o'er the plain Delights the weary farmer But the moon shines bright when I rove at night To muse upon my charmer Now the partridge loves a fruitful fell The plover loves the mountains And the woodcock haunts the lonely dell The soaring heron the fountains Through lofty groves the cushat roves The path of man to shun it And the hazel bush o'erhangs the thrush The spreading thorn, the linnet Let every kind their fortune find The savage and the tender Some social join, oh some leagues combine Some solitary wander Avaunt, away, the cruel sway Tyrannic man's dominion The sportsman's joy, oh a murdering cry A fluttering gory pinion But, Peggy dear, the evening's clear Swift flies the skimming swallow Oh the sky is blue, all the fields in view All shimmering green and yellow Come, let us stray our gladsome way And view the charms of nature The rustling corn, oh the fruited thorn And every happy creature We'll gently walk, aye we'll sweetly talk 'Til the silent moon shines clearly I'll grasp thy waist, oh I'll fondly press Oh I swear I love you dearly No vernal showers to budding flowers Not autumn to the farmer So dear can be aye as thou to me My fair, my lovely charmer No vernal showers to budding flowers Not autumn to the farmer So dear can be aye as thou to me My fair, my lovely charmer
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