Valedictory
Father, to you who taught me
To care for the wold and the fen,
Father, to you who brought me
Love of the Lincoln men,
These poor songs — in a tongue
That is dying, homely and harsh —
To you who are dead I have sung
From the fen and the wold and the marsh.
To care for the wold and the fen,
Father, to you who brought me
Love of the Lincoln men,
These poor songs — in a tongue
That is dying, homely and harsh —
To you who are dead I have sung
From the fen and the wold and the marsh.
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