As he saw the old farmer go out to sow,
And he cried: "It's all for me, for me—
Caw, caw, caw!
I've learned all the tricks of this wonderful man,
Who has such a regard for the crow, the crow,
That he lays out his grounds in a regular plan,
And covers his corn in a row, a row—
Caw, caw, caw!"
—Selected.
THEY'LL COME AGAIN.