Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BARLEY-MOWER'S SONG, by MARY HOWITT


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BARLEY-MOWER'S SONG, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Barley-mowers here we stand
Last Line: Rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-tink!
Alternate Author Name(s): Botham, Mary
Variant Title(s): The Barley-mowers' Son
Subject(s): Barley


Barley-mowers, here we stand.
One, two, three, a steady band.
True of heart and strong of limb,
Ready in our harvest trim;
All a-row, with spirits blithe.
Now we whet the bended scythe,
MinJc-a-tink, rinK-a-tink, rink-a-tink-a-tink!


Side by side, now bending low,
Down the swaths of barley go.
Stroke by stroke, as true's ^ the chime
Of the bells, we keep in time ;
Then we whet the ringing scythe.
Standing 'mong the barley lithe,^
Rink-a-tink^ tink-a-tink, rink-a-tink-tink.




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