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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355082" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A New Forest Ballad</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh she tripped over Ocknell plain,<br>And down by Bradley Water;<br>And the fairest maid on the forest side<br>Was Jane, the keeper's daughter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She went and went through the broad gray lawns<br>As down the red sun sank,<br>And chill as the scent of a new-made grave<br>The mist smelt cold and dank.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'A token, a token!' that fair maid cried,<br>'A token that bodes me sorrow;<br>For they that smell the grave by night<br>Will see the corpse to-morrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'My own true love in Burley Walk<br>Does hunt to-night, I fear;<br>And if he meet my father stern,<br>His game may cost him dear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ah, here's a curse on hare and grouse,<br>A curse on hart and hind;<br>And a health to the squire in all England,<br>Leaves never a head behind.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her true love shot a mighty hart<br>Among the standing rye,<br>When on him leapt that keeper old<br>From the fern where he did lie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The forest laws were sharp and stern,<br>The forest blood was keen;<br>They lashed together for life and death<br>Beneath the hollies green.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The metal good and the walnut wood<br>Did soon in flinders flee;<br>They tost the orts to south and north,<br>And grappled knee to knee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They wrestled up, they wrestled down,<br>They wrestled still and sore;<br>Beneath their feet the myrtle sweet<br>Was stamped to mud and gore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, cold pale moon, thou cruel pale moon,<br>That starest with never a frown<br>On all the grim and the ghastly things<br>That are wrought in thorpe and town:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet, cold pale moon, thou cruel pale moon,<br>That night hadst never the grace<br>To lighten two dying Christian men<br>To see one another's face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They wrestled up, they wrestled down,<br>They wrestled sore and still,<br>The fiend who blinds the eyes of men<br>That night he had his will.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like stags full spent, among the bent<br>They dropped a while to rest;<br>When the young man drove his saying knife<br>Deep in the old man's breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old man drove his gunstock down<br>Upon the young man's head;<br>And side by side, by the water brown,<br>Those yeomen twain lay dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They dug three graves in Lyndhurst yard;<br>They dug them side by side;<br>Two yeomen lie there, and a maiden fair<br>A widow and never a bride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In the New Forest, 1847.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Kingsley">Charles Kingsley</a><div class=q>
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And down by Bradley Water;
And the fairest maid on the forest side
Was Jane, the keeper's daughter.

She went and went through the broad gray lawns
As down the red sun sank,
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