Mrs. Corbold.
London Street-call. (About 200 years old.)
Will you buy, lady, buy
My sweet blooming lavender?
There are sixteen blue branches a penny.
You will buy it once, you will buy it twice,
It makes your clothes smell so very nice.
It will scent your pocket-handkerchief,
And it will scent your clothes as well.
Now is your time, and do not delay:
Come and buy your lavender,
All fresh cut from Mitcham every day.
I do not want change: I want the same old and loved things, the same wild flowers, the same trees and soft ash-green; the turtle doves, the blackbirds, the coloured yellow-hammer sing, sing, singing so long as there is light to cast a shadow on the dial, for such is the measure of his song, and I want them in the same place.
Richard Jefferies.
St. James's Day. (New Style. July 25th.)
'Till Saint James's Day be past and gone,
There may be hops, or there may be none.