Day I've known in early Autumn
You are spring in winter long thought on
How truth differs; three have I known
Two hemispheres I now call home
German day in such heavy leaf
British may I've known of chief.
Aus May mists and paddocks longer
Cross roads Albury Wodonga
Mays, holding notes in my life's song.
The amorous King John
Took by ungentlemanly force
The woodcutter’s daughter
And put her upon his horse
He took her from Albury village
To a place called the silent pool
The girl scared and crying
Prayed the Kings ardour had cooled
He pressed his intent upon her
So into the dark lake she fled
From his horse he drove her ever deeper
Until the poor girl was dead
Now on the silent pool at midnight
The maiden can be seen there
Where the amorous King John
Did drown the life from her
Avebury a Wiltshire village low
To windswept beacon of Ivinghoe.
Eighty-five miles,vale and hill
Wayfare freedoms,exhilarate and thrill.
Striding downs in grassy scrub
Midst trees and clumps of shrub;
Shaded lanes,gates and stiles,
Wayside pubs to rest awhile.
Overton to Wantage plain
Goring and Streatly in the rain;
Chinnor to Bledlow,in freezing chill,
To Buckmoor,Chequers and Coombe Hill.
Wendover to Hastoe through morning dew
Wigginton,Albury onto Beacon view;
Natural history and species now rare,
Time to idle or just stand and stare.
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