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The skylark mounts up with the morn	A
The valleys are green with the Spring	B
The linnets sit in the whitethorn	A
To build mossy dwellings and sing	B
I see the thornbush getting green	A
I see the woods dance in the Spring	B
But Mary can never be seen	A
Though the all cheering Spring doth begin	A
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I see the grey bark of the oak	C
Look bright through the underwood now	A
To the plough plodding horses they yoke	C
But Mary is not with her cow	A
The birds almost whistle her name	D
Say where can my Mary be gone	A
The Spring brightly shines and 'tis shame	D
That she should be absent alone	A
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The cowslips are out on the grass	E
Increasing like crowds at a fair	F
The river runs smoothly as glass	E
And the barges float heavily there	F
The milkmaid she sings to her cow	A
But Mary is not to be seen	A
Can Nature such absence allow	A
At milking on pasture and green	A
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When Sabbath day comes to the green	A
The maidens are there in their best	G
But Mary is not to be seen	A
Though I walk till the sun's in the west	G
I fancy still each wood and plain	A
Where I and my Mary have strayed	H
When I was a young country swain	A
And she was the happiest maid	H
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But woods they are all lonely now	A
And the wild flowers blow all unseen	A
The birds sing alone on the bough	A
Where Mary and I once have been	A
But for months she now keeps away	I
And I am a sad lonely hind	J
Trees tell me so day after day	I
As slowly they wave in the wind	J
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Birds tell me while swaying the bough	A
That I am all threadbare and old	K
The very sun looks on me now	A
As one dead forgotten and cold	K
Once I'd a place where I could rest	G
And love for then I was free	L
That place was my Mary's dear breast	G
And hope was still left unto me	L
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The Spring comes brighter day by day	I
And brighter flowers appear	M
And though she long has kept away	I
Her name is ever dear	M
Then leave me still the meadow flowers	N
Where daffies blaze and shine	A
Give but the Spring's young hawthorn bower	O
For then sweet Mary's mine	A

John Clare

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