Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . TH1-: BARLEY-MOWERS SONG. Tiarley-mowers here we stand,One, two, three, a steady band ;True of heart and strong of Hmb,Ready in our harvest-trim;All a-row, with spirits wc whet the bended scythe. Rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-tink ! .) ^ <n^ ^ .«, ?t? k j3. Side by side now, bending low,Down the swaths of barley go ;Stroke by stroke, as true as chimeOf the bells we keep in time :Then we whet the ringing scythe,Standing mid the barley l
Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . TH1-: BARLEY-MOWERS SONG. Tiarley-mowers here we stand,One, two, three, a steady band ;True of heart and strong of Hmb,Ready in our harvest-trim;All a-row, with spirits wc whet the bended scythe. Rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-tink ! .) ^ <n^ ^ .«, ?t? k j3. Side by side now, bending low,Down the swaths of barley go ;Stroke by stroke, as true as chimeOf the bells we keep in time :Then we whet the ringing scythe,Standing mid the barley lithe. Rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink, rink-a-link-a-tink 1 After labour cometh ease ;.Sitting now beneath the trees,Round we send the barley-wine,Life-infusing, clear and fine ;Then refreshed, alert and we all, and whet the scythe. Rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-link I Barley-mowers must be true,Keeping still the end in view ;One with all, and all with one,Working on till set of sun ;Bending all with spirits all at once the scythe. Rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-tink 1 243. ^
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