Where we did keep our flagon.
An' when white clover wer a-sprung
Among the eegrass, green an' young,
An' elder-flowers wer a-spread
Among the rwosen white an' red,
An' honeyzucks wi' hangèn head,—
O' Zunday evenèns we did zit
To look all roun' the grounds a bit,
Where we'd a-kept our flagon.