An Epilogue

"Out of the earth to rest or range Perpetual in perpetual change, The unknown passing through the strange. Water and saltness held together To tre"

"On old Cold Crendon's windy tops Grows wintrily Blown Hilcote Copse, Wind-bitten beech with badger barrows, Where brocks eat wasp-grubs with their"

"One road leads to London, One road leads to Wales, My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails. One road leads to the river, And i"

"We're bound for blue water where the great winds blow, It's time to get the tacks aboard, time for us to go; The crowd's at the capstan and the tune"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"