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When under the moon, above the ledge, 



The glossy-worn upper bar do sheen, 



And light do shoot down the path, 

 Rail upon rail, an' edge by edge. 



Then there is my way, while wind do sound 

 So softly, on boughs, where lights and sheades 

 Do play on the slope, by knaps an' gleades, 



Tree upon tree, an' mound by mound. 



18. LOWSHOT LIGHT. 



As I went eastward, while the zun did zet, 



His yollow light on bough by bough did sheen ; 



An' there, among the gil'cups by the knap, 

 Below the elems, cow by cow did sheen. 



While after heairy-headed horses' heels, 



Wi' slowly-rollen wheels, the plough did sheen. 



And up among the vo'k upon the reaves 

 One lovely feace, wi' zunny brow, did sheen. 



An bright, vor that one feace, the bough, an' cow, 

 An' plough, in my sweet fancy, now do sheen. 



19. WHITE AN' BLUE. 



My love is o' comely height, an' straight, 

 An' comely in all her ways and gait ; 

 In feace she do show the rwose's hue, 

 An' her lids on her eyes be white on blue. 



When Elemley clubmen walk'd in May, 

 An' vo'k come in clusters, ev'ry way, 

 As soon as the zun dried up the dew, 

 An' clouds in the sky wer white on blue, 



