Poem by Anonymous

’Tis Midnight

’Tis midnight, and the setting sun 
	Is slowly rising in the west;
The rapid rivers slowly run,
	The frog is on his downy nest.
The pensive goat and sportive cow,
Hilarious, leap from bough to bough. 

1. Shakespeare’s Monument at Stratford-upon-Avon
2. Bide ye yet by
3. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement
4. The Guard-Chamber
5. The Bells of Fletching

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