IV

Hey-down, high-down, furze and thistle,

Rain and wind, and a dog and whistle;

The wind blows, the rain drops,

The seeds are gone from the thistle-tops:

Whistle! find me a flower in the clover,

And you shall have turkey for supper, Rover!

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