Field Flowers
Hark from amid the corn that happy brawl
Tis village children running after flowers
To this void bosom how the sounds recall
Memorys again of childhoods merry hours
When thro the garden pails or oer the wall
We reachd at garden flowers with eager hands
Or boldly sought the field flowers free for all
Wading breast high amid the green corn lands
For crimson poppys & corn bottles blue
Startling the partridge covey unawares
That oer our head in wild disorder flew
Here we like them was blest life laid no snares
To rob our joys he was a partner too
Why did he turn a foe & fill our path with cares
Tis village children running after flowers
To this void bosom how the sounds recall
Memorys again of childhoods merry hours
When thro the garden pails or oer the wall
We reachd at garden flowers with eager hands
Or boldly sought the field flowers free for all
Wading breast high amid the green corn lands
For crimson poppys & corn bottles blue
Startling the partridge covey unawares
That oer our head in wild disorder flew
Here we like them was blest life laid no snares
To rob our joys he was a partner too
Why did he turn a foe & fill our path with cares
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