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I was picking raspberries my head was in the canes	A
And he came behind and kissed me and I smacked him for his pains	A
Says he 'You take it easy That ain't the way to do	B
I love you hot as fire my girl and you know you know it too	B
So won't you name the day '	C
But I said 'That I will not '	C
And I pushed him away	D
Out among the raspberries all on a summer day	D
And I says 'You ask in winter if your love's so hot	E
For it's summer now and sunny and my hands is full ' says I	F
'With the fair by and by	F
And the village dance and all	G
And the turkey poults is small	G
And so's the ducks and chicks	H
And the hay not yet in ricks	H
And the flower show'll be presently and hop picking's to come	I
And the fruiting and the harvest home	J
And my new white gown to make and the jam all to be done	K
Can't you leave a girl alone	L
Your love's too hot for me	M
Can't you leave a girl be	M
Till the evenings do draw in	N
Till the leaves be getting thin	N
Till the fires be lighted early and the curtains drawed for tea	M
That's the time to do your courting if you come a courting me '	C
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And he took it as I said it an' not as it was meant	O
And he went	O
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The hay was stacked the fruit was picked the hops were dry and	P
brown	Q
And everything was garnered and the year turned upside down	Q
And the winter it come on and the fires were early lit	R
And he'd never come anigh again and all my life was sick	S
And I was cold alone with nought to do but sit	R
With my hands in my black lap and hear the clock tick	S
For father he lay dead	T
With the candles at his head	T
And his coffin was that black I could see it through the wall	G
And I'd sent them all away	D
Though they'd offered for to stay	D
I wanted to be cold alone and learn to bear it all	G
Then I heard him I'd a known it for his footstep just as plain	U
If he'd brought his regiment with him up the rutty frozen lane	U
And I hadn't drawed the curtains and I see him through the pane	U
And I jumped up in my blacks and I threw the door back wide	V
Says I 'You come inside	V
For it's cold outside for you	B
And it's cold here too	B
And I haven't no more pride	V
It's too cold for that ' I cried	V
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Then I saw in his face	W
The fear of death and desire	X
And oh I took and kissed him again and again	Y
And I clipped him close and all	G
In the winter in the dusk in the quiet house place	W
With the coffin lying black and full the other side the wall	G
And 'YOU warm my heart ' I told him 'if there's any fire in men '	-
And he got his two arms round me and I felt the fire then	Y
And I warmed my heart at the fire	X

Edith Nesbit

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