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Siegfried Sassoon - A Wanderer
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When Watkin shifts the burden of his cares   
And all that irked him in his bound employ,   
Once more become a vagrom-hearted boy,   
He moves to roundelays and jocund airs;   
Loitering with dusty harvestmen, he shares
Old ale and sunshine; or, with maids half-coy,   
Pays court to shadows; fools himself with joy,   
Shaking a leg at junketings and fairs.   
   
Sometimes, returning down his breezy miles,   
A snatch of wayward April he will bring,
Piping the daffodilly that beguiles   
Foolhardy lovers in the surge of spring.   
And then once more by lanes and field-path stiles   
Up the green world he wanders like a king.
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