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First Line: Sweet be'mi'ster, that bist a-bound
Last Line: My bwones when I do vall asleep.
Subject(s): Beauty; Summer; Towns; Walking


Sweet Be'mi'ster, that bist a-bound
By green an' woody hills all round,
Wi' hedges reachèn up between
A thousan' vields o' zummer green,
Where elems' lofty heads do drow
Their sheädes vor haÿ-meäkers below,
An' wild hedge-flow'rs do charm the souls
O' maïdens in their evenèn strolls.

When I o' Zunday nights wi' Jeäne
Do saunter drough a vield or leäne,
Where elder-blossoms be a-spread
Above the eltrot's milk-white head,
An' flow'rs o' blackberries do blow
Upon the brembles, white as snow,
To be outdone avore my zight
By Jeäne's gaï frock o' dazzlèn white;

Oh! then there's nothèn that's 'ithout
Thy hills that I do ho about, –
Noo bigger pleäce, noo gaÿer town,
Beyond thy sweet bells' dyèn soun',
As they do ring, or strike the hour,
At evenèn vrom thy wold red tow'r.
No: shelter still my head, an' keep
My bwones when I do vall asleep.





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