ORIGINAL POETRY.
THE WOODCUTTER'S NIGHT SONGk Welcome, red and routidy sun, Dropping lowly in the west. 3Pow my hard day's work is done. I'm as happy as the best. Joyful are the thoughts of home. Now I'm rea.dy for my chair ; So, till to-morrow morning's come, Bill and mittena, lie ye there ! Though to leave your pretty song, <■ Little birds, it gives me pain, Yet to-morrow is not long, ! Then I'm with you all again. If I stop and stand about, Well I know how things will be : Judy will be looking out Every now and then for me. So fare ye well, and hold your tongues ; Sing no more until I come : j They're not worthy of your songs j That never eare to drop a crumb. All day long I love the oaks, But at nights yon little cot, Where I see the chimney smokes, Is by far the prettiest spot. Wife and children all are there, To rerive with pleasant looks; Table ready set and chair ; Supper hanging on the hooks. Soon as ever I get in, When my faggot down 1 fling, Little prattlers they begin Teasing me to talk and sing.
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Southland Times, Issue 599, 3 December 1866, Page 3
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196ORIGINAL POETRY. Southland Times, Issue 599, 3 December 1866, Page 3
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