Hanacker Mill

 Sally is gone that was so kindly,
Sally is gone from Ha'nacker Hill
And the Briar grows ever since then so blindly;
And ever since then the clapper is still.
And the sweeps have fallen from Ha'nacker Mill.
Ha'nacker Hill is in Desolation: Ruin a-top and a field unploughed.
And Spirits that call on a fallen nation, Spirits that loved her calling aloud, Spirits abroad in a windy cloud.
Spirits that call and no one answers -- Ha'nacker's down and England's done.
Wind and Thistle for pipe and dancers, And never a ploughman under the Sun: Never a ploughman.
Never a one.

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