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Grandfer Cantle
06:38
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Grandfer Cantle’s song from Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy
The king’ call’d down his no’-bles all’,
By one’, by two’, by three’;
Earl Mar’-shal, I’ll go shrive’ the queen’,
And thou’ shalt wend’ with mee’.
A boon’, a boon’, quoth Earl’ Mar-shal’,
And fell’ on his bend’-did knee’,
That what’-so-e’er’ the queen shall’ say’
No harm’ there-of’ may bee’.
Do thou’ put on’ a fri’-ar’s coat’,
And I’ll’ put on’ a-on’-ther,
And we’ will to’ Queen Ele’-anor go,
Like Fri’-ar and’ his bro’-ther.
The king’ look’d o’-ver his left’ shoul-der’,
And a grim’ look look’-ed hee’,
Earl Mar’-shal he said’, but for’ my oath’,
Or hang’-ed thou’ shouldst bee’.
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The Mummer’s play in Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy
Father Christmas:
“Make room, make room, my gallant boys,
And give us space to rhyme,
We’ve come to show Saint George’s play
Upon this Christmas time.”
The Valiant Soldier:
“If then thou art that Turkish Knight,
Draw out thy sword and let us fight!”
Turkish Knight
“Here come I, a Turkish Knight,
Who learn in Turkish land to fight:
I’ll fight this man with courage bold:
If his blood’s hot I’ll make it cold!”
Saint George:
“Here come I Saint George the valiant man,
With naked sword and spear in hand,
Who fought the Dragon, and brought him to the slaughter,
And by this won fair Sabra, the King of Egypt’s daughter:
What mortal man would dare to stand,
Before me with my sword in hand!”
And extracts from the Creative Commons audiobook of Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy
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Shadwater Weir
04:00
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Extracts from the Creative Commons audiobook of Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy
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Ferns
05:46
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Exctracts from the Creative Commons audiobook of Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy
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Maypole
06:05
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‘Childhood among the Ferns’ by Thomas Hardy
I sat one sprinkling day upon the lea,
Where tall-stemmed ferns spread out luxuriantly,
And nothing but those tall ferns sheltered me.
The sun then burst, and brought forth a sweet breath
From the limp ferns as they dried underneath:
I said: ‘I could live in here thus til death’;
And queried in the green rays as I sate:
‘Why should I have to grow to man’s estate,
And this afar-noised World perambulate?’
And extracts from the Creative Commons audiobook of Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy
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