henry f. gilbert – the owl lyrics
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when cats run home and light is come
and dew is cold upon the ground
and the far+off stream is dumb
and the whirring sail goes round;
alone and warming his five wits
the white owl in the belfry sits
when merry milkmaids cl!ck the latch
and rarely smells the new+mown hay
and the c+ck hath sung beneath the thatch
twice or thrice his round+e+lay;
alone and warming his five wits
the white owl in the belfry sits
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