PART V 



'^^ When cats run home^ and liglit is come^ 

 And dew is cold upon the ground_, 

 And the far-off stream is dumb^ 

 And the whirring sail goes rounds 

 And the whirring sail goes round;, 

 Alone^ and warming his five wits^ 

 The white Owl in the belfry sits. 



^^ When merry milkmaids click the latch^ 

 And rarely smells the new-mown hay^ 

 And the cock hath sung beneath the thatch 

 Twice or thrice his roundelay^ 

 Twice or thrice his roundelay^ 

 Alone^ and warming his five wits^ 

 The white Owl in the belfry sits/^ 



Tennyson. 



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