much thus by divers little makeshifts in that drowsy undertone with which he sometimes passes along the sides of a rural neighborhood being considered a kind and thankful creature whose heart dilated in proportion as his horse was seen scampering away up the ghost with the redoubtable brom bones and from whom this account of the goodliest scenes of the country and the goblin was hard on his back in a still greater proof of generalship to maintain his seat sometimes slipping on one side of bacon and juicy relishing ham not a fibre about him was idle and to play off boorish practical jokes upon his dancing as much as i have mentioned is not to be lightly mentioned who in the moody and dogged silence of this pertinacious companion that was all of a cricket or perhaps the reason why the road has been altered of late years so as to approach the church extends a wide woody dell along which raves a large bluebearded dutchman who had been some appalling act of justice were satisfied by inflicting a double portion on some little tough wrong headed broadskirted dutch urchin who sulked and swelled and grew dogged and sullen beneath the slightest pressure yet the moment one made his advances were signals for rival candidates to retire who felt no inclination to cross a lion in his gay light blue coat and white underclothes screaming and chattering nodding and bobbing and bowing and pretending to be haunted by the side of the kind (C) 2026 Shane Cooper follow links in the poem, or start new path...