[ginp-users] _Ragoos_ With Popery and Wooden Shoes; Railed at all Foreign Tongues a

[Hofmans A. <pl...@im...>]

Ages,-- Hot July thereafter rages. Traffic now no more engages; Tongues
are still in stall and street. August next, with cider mellow, Laughs
from out the poppied corn; Hook at back, a lusty fellow,-- August next,
with cider mellow. Now in wains the sheafage yellow 'Twixt the hedges
slow is borne. Laden deep with fruity cluster, Then September, ripe and
hale; Bees about his basket fluster,-- Laden deep with fruity cluster.
Skies have now a softer lustre; Barns resound to flap of flail. Thou
then, too, of woodlands lover, Dusk October, berry-stained; Wailed about
of parting plover,-- Thou then, too, of woodlands lover. Fading now are
copse and cover; Forests now are sere and waned. Next Novemb