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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419507" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Landrail</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How sweet and pleasant grows the way <br>Through summer time again<br>While Landrails call from day to day<br>Amid the grass and grain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We hear it in the weeding time<br>When knee deep waves the corn<br>We hear it in the summers prime <br>Through meadows night and morn</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now I hear it in the grass<br>That grows as sweet again<br>And let a minutes notice pass<br>And now tis in the grain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tis like a fancy everywhere<br>A sort of living doubt<br>We know tis something but it neer<br>Will blab the secret out</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If heard in close or meadow plots<br>It flies if we pursue<br>But follows if we notice not<br>The close and meadow through</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Boys know the note of many a bird<br>In their birdnesting bounds<br>But when the landrails noise is heard <br>They wonder at the sounds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They look in every tuft of grass<br>Thats in their rambles met<br>They peep in every bush they pass<br>And none the wiser get</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And still they hear the craiking sound<br>And still they wonder why<br>It surely cant be under ground<br>Nor is it in the sky</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet tis heard in every vale<br>An undiscovered song<br>And makes a pleasant wonder tale<br>For all the summer long</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shepherd whistles through his hands<br>And starts with many a whoop<br>His busy dog across the lands<br>In hopes to fright it up</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tis still a minutes length or more<br>Till dogs are off and gone<br>Then sings and louder than before<br>But keeps the secret on</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet accident will often meet <br>The nest within its way<br>And weeders when they weed the wheat<br>Discover where they lay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And mowers on the meadow lea<br>Chance on their noisy guest<br>And wonder what the bird can be<br>That lays without a nest</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In simple holes that birds will rake<br>When dusting on the ground<br>They drop their eggs of curious make<br>Deep blotched and nearly round</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A mystery still to men and boys<br>Who know not where they lay<br>And guess it but a summer noise<br>Among the meadow hay</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Clare">John Clare</a><div class=q>
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Through summer time again
While Landrails call from day to day
Amid the grass and grain

We hear it in the weeding time
When knee deep waves the corn
We hear it in the summers prime 
Through meadows night and ..."></div>
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