F .
W .
Stokoe .
Look, they
say I fell asleep :
I
didn 't, though
they
laid me
deep , -
.
I' ve waked
and
watched , year
in year out ,
The living
people walk
about.
When
I was living
in
this
land
I
found
them
hard
to
understand
;
And
now
I'm
dead
I often
lie
Wondering
whether
they
'
re
mad
,
or
I.
I
like
the
rain
and
wind and trees
And birds
and
flowers and
cows and bees
,
Who
work
and
play
and make
no
lies
To
prove
that
they
are
good
and wise
.
I
like
the
children
best
of
all
And watch
them
playing
till nightfall
;
And
when
they
'
ve
left me
,
Jimmy
dear
,
I
feel
so
awful lonely
here
."
Jimmy
opened
his
eyes again
:
Mary
looked
so
prim
and
plain
,
He couldn
't
really
feel afraid
To
think
she
'd
watched
them
as
they
played
.
“
I
had
a
young
man
once
.
When
he
(
Said Mary
)
came
a-
courting me
,
I
thought
I
knew
what folk
were after
With
all their
tears
and looks
and
laughter
.
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