A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings...
The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language - Page 15
by Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 332 pages
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