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<h2><SPAN name="Puck" id="Puck"></SPAN>PUCK'S SONG</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span>See you the dimpled track that runs,<br/></span> <span class="i1">All hollow through the wheat?<br/></span> <span>O that was where they hauled the guns<br/></span> <span class="i1">That smote King Philip's fleet.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>See you our little mill that clacks,<br/></span> <span class="i1">So busy by the brook?<br/></span> <span>She has ground her corn and paid her tax<br/></span> <span class="i1">Ever since Domesday Book.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>See you our stilly woods of oak,<br/></span> <span class="i1">And the dread ditch beside?<br/></span> <span>O that was where the Saxons broke,<br/></span> <span class="i1">On the day that Harold died.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>See you the windy levels spread<br/></span> <span class="i1">About the gates of Rye?<br/></span> <span>O that was where the Northmen fled,<br/></span> <span class="i1">When Alfred's ships came by.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>See you our pastures wide and lone,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Where the red oxen browse?<br/></span> <span>O there was a City thronged and known,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Ere London boasted a house.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>And see you, after rain, the trace<br/></span> <span class="i1">Of mound and ditch and wall?<br/></span> <span>O that was a Legion's camping-place,<br/></span> <span class="i1">When Caesar sailed from Gaul.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>And see you marks that show and fade,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Like shadows on the Downs?<br/></span> <span>O they are the lines the Flint Men made<br/></span> <span class="i1">To guard their wondrous towns.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>Trackway and Camp and City lost,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Salt Marsh where now is corn;<br/></span> <span>Old Wars, old Peace, old Arts that cease,<br/></span> <span class="i1">And so was England born!<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span>She is not any common Earth,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Water or wood or air,<br/></span> <span>But Merlin's Isle of Gramarye,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Where you and I will fare.<br/></span></div> </div> <p class="citation"><span class="smcap">Kipling</span>: "Puck of Pook's Hill."</p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />