UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 6, Issue 16, 20 October 1942, Page 8

UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE

The Oak lands of England, where acorns were born In glades that resounded with Robin Hood's horn — The stirring tones, startled the deer •in the glen— The Ox in his stall, and the boar in his den. The Barons who dined in their banqueting hall Swore they'ed hang, draw and quarter Robin the Outlaw. But the fair Marion was delighted to hear — The call of her lover so loud and so near—' She hastened to meet him alone in the glade— Where vows of eternal devotion were made. In Kenilworth Forest, fair Amy Robs art. — Awdke the green fiend, in a jealous Queen's heart— Essex the Courtier's explanations were vain— For her beauty, fair Amy, was brutally slain The home of the mavis, throstle and wren. Was the chosen abode, of the bold greenwoodsinen Neither despotic Barons nor Royal decrees Could drive Robin's band from their home neath the trees The Barons red wine, and Royal red deer, Supplied the yewboiwmen with good English cheer But the oaks: of Old England were fated to fall To answer an urgent and National •call Hearts of oak for the ships, brave men for the sea From the greenwood they went,, and still fought to be free Steel craft have replaced old oak ships of the line, Though menaced by torpedo aircraft and mine Our sailors and soldiers and airmen still fight An unceasing battle for freedom and right Dauntless as the challenge of Robin Hood'ls horn In the green glades of England where freedom was born. H. SEIRGANT.