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Edith Nesbit - The SkylarkEdith Nesbit - The Skylark
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"It is the skylark come."  For shame! Robert-a-Cockney is thy name: Robert-a-Field would surely know That skylarks, bless them, never go! * * * Love of my life, bear witness here How we have heard them all the year; How to the skylark`s song are set The days we never can forget. At Rustington, do you remember? We heard the skylarks in December; In January above the snow They sang to us by Hurstmonceux Once in the keenest airs of March We heard them near the Marble Arch; Their April song thrilled Tonbridge air; May found them singing everywhere; And oh, in Sheppey, how their tune Rhymed with the bean-flower scent in June. One unforgotten day at Rye They sang a love-song in July; In August, hard by Lewes town, They sang of joy `twixt sky and down; And in September`s golden spell We heard them singing on Scaw Fell. October`s leaves were brown and sere, But skylarks sang by Teston Weir; And in November, at Mount`s Bay, They sang upon our wedding day! * * * Mr.-a-Field, go forth, go forth, Go east and west and south and north; You`ll always find the furze in flower, Find every hour the lovers` hour, And, by my faith in love and rhyme, The skylark singing all the time!
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