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BEGGAR'S SONG by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE

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First Line: NOW ALL THE ROADS TO LONDON TOWN
Last Line: SNOW'S FALL'N DEEP.
Now all the roads to London Town
Are windy-white with snow;
There's shouting and cursing,
And snortings to and fro;
But when night hangs her hundred lamps,
And the snickering frost-fires creep,
Then still, O; dale and hill, O;
Snow's fall'n deep.
@3Then still, O; dale and hill, O;
Snow's fall'n deep.@1

The carter cracks his leathery whip;
The ostler shouts Gee-whoa;
The farm dog grunts and sniffs and snuffs;
Bleat sheep; and cattle blow;
Soon Moll and Nan in dream are laid,
And snoring Dick's asleep;
Then still, O; dale and hill, O;
Snow's fall'n deep.
@3Then still, O; dale and hill, O;
Snow's fall'n deep.@1



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