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A song in a cornfield	A
Where corn begins to fall	B
Where reapers are reaping	C
Reaping one reaping all	B
Sing pretty Lettice	D
Sing Rachel sing May	E
Only Marian cannot sing	C
While her sweetheart's away	E
	-
Where is he gone to	F
And why does he stay	E
He came across the green sea	G
But for a day	E
Across the deep green sea	G
To help with the hay	E
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His hair was curly yellow	H
And his eyes were grey	E
He laughed a merry laugh	I
And said a sweet say	E
Where is he gone to	F
That he comes not home	J
To day or to morrow	H
He surely will come	K
Let him haste to joy	L
Lest he lag for sorrow	H
For one weeps to day	E
Who'll not weep to morrow	H
To day she must weep	M
For gnawing sorrow	H
To night she may sleep	M
And not wake to morrow	H
	-
May sang with Rachel	N
In the waxing warm weather	O
Lettice sang with them	P
They sang all together	O
	-
'Take the wheat in your arm	Q
Whilst day is broad above	R
Take the wheat to your bosom	K
But not a false love	R
Out in the fields	S
Summer heat gloweth	T
Out in the fields	S
Summer wind bloweth	T
Out in the fields	S
Summer friend showeth	T
Out in the fields	S
Summer wheat groweth	T
But in the winter	O
When summer heat is dead	U
And summer wind has veered	V
And summer friend has fled	U
Only summer wheat remaineth	T
White cakes and bread	U
Take the wheat clasp the wheat	W
That's food for maid and dove	R
Take the wheat to your bosom	K
But not a false false love '	-
	-
A silence of full noontide heat	W
Grew on them at their toil	X
The farmer's dog woke up from sleep	M
The green snake hid her coil	X
Where grass stood thickest bird and beast	Y
Sought shadows as they could	Z
The reaping men and women paused	A2
And sat down where they stood	Z
They ate and drank and were refreshed	B2
For rest from toil is good	Z
	-
While the reapers took their ease	C2
Their sickles lying by	D2
Rachel sang a second strain	E2
And singing seemed to sigh	D2
	-
'There goes the swallow	H
Could we but follow	H
Hasty swallow stay	E
Point us out the way	E
Look back swallow turn back swallow stop swallow	H
	-
'There went the swallow	H
Too late to follow	H
Lost our note of way	E
Lost our chance to day	E
Good bye swallow sunny swallow wise swallow	H
	-
'After the swallow	H
All sweet things follow	H
All things go their way	E
Only we must stay	E
Must not follow good bye swallow good swallow '	-
	-
Then listless Marian raised her head	U
Among the nodding sheaves	F2
Her voice was sweeter than that voice	G2
She sang like one who grieves	F2
Her voice was sweeter than its wont	H2
Among the nodding sheaves	F2
All wondered while they heard her sing	C
Like one who hopes and grieves	F2
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'Deeper than the hail can smite	H2
Deeper than the frost can bite	H2
Deep asleep through day and night	H2
Our delight	H2
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'Now thy sleep no pang can break	I2
No to morrow bid thee wake	I2
Not our sobs who sit and ache	I2
For thy sake	I2
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'Is it dark or light below	H
Oh but is it cold like snow	H
Dost thou feel the green things grow	H
Fast or slow	H
	-
'Is it warm or cold beneath	T
Oh but is it cold like death	T
Cold like death without a breath	T
Cold like death '	-
	-
If he comes to day	H2
He will find her weeping	C
If he comes to morrow	H
He will find her sleeping	C
If he comes the next day	H2
He'll not find her at all	B
He may tear his curling hair	J2
Beat his breast and call	B

Christina Georgina Rossetti

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