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On the Seventh of January | On the Seventh of January | ||
When all is white both his & low as a Cheshire Yeomans dairy | When all is white both his & low as a Cheshire Yeomans dairy | ||
Brother | Brother bard ho ho | ||
Believe it or no | Believe it or no | ||
On that | On that tall tomb to you Ill shew | ||
Before | Before Sunrise & after Cock [word crossed out] crow | ||
Two | Two round spaces void of snow | ||
I swear by our Knight & his | I swear by our Knight & his fore fathers souls | ||
That in shape and in size they ae just like the holes | That in shape and in size they ae just like the holes | ||
In the house of Privity | In the house of Privity | ||
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On these two spaces void of snow | On these two spaces void of snow | ||
There have sat in the night for an hour or so | There have sat in the night for an hour or so | ||
He kicking his heels She cursing her | He kicking his heels She cursing her corns | ||
All to the tune of the Wind in their | All to the tune of the Wind in their horns | ||
The Devil and his Grannam | |||
With a Snow blast to fan em | |||
Expecting and hoping the Trumpet to blow | |||
For they are cocksure of the fellow below -- | |||
The Above was written by : S: T: Coleridge on W. Mackintosh the Scotish Counsellor-- | |||
Latest revision as of 23:41, 12 July 2017
4 On the Seventh of January When all is white both his & low as a Cheshire Yeomans dairy Brother bard ho ho Believe it or no On that tall tomb to you Ill shew Before Sunrise & after Cock [word crossed out] crow Two round spaces void of snow I swear by our Knight & his fore fathers souls That in shape and in size they ae just like the holes In the house of Privity Of that ancient family 5 On these two spaces void of snow There have sat in the night for an hour or so He kicking his heels She cursing her corns All to the tune of the Wind in their horns The Devil and his Grannam With a Snow blast to fan em Expecting and hoping the Trumpet to blow For they are cocksure of the fellow below -- The Above was written by : S: T: Coleridge on W. Mackintosh the Scotish Counsellor--