The Riddle
The creaking cart climbs
up over
The cambered flinty road.
The Road is the eastern rim so wide
The flints are the jutty hills so tall,
But the noise is sight in the eye so small
That waggon may no man behold.
up over
The cambered flinty road.
The Road is the eastern rim so wide
The flints are the jutty hills so tall,
But the noise is sight in the eye so small
That waggon may no man behold.
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