The corncrake

I heard him faintly, far away,

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Break! Break! -- Break! Break!

Calling to the dawn of day,

"Break! Break!"

I heard him in the yellow morn

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Shake! Shake! -- Shake! Shake!

Shouting thro' the rustling corn,

"Shake! Shake!"

I heard him near where one lay dead

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Ache! Ache!

Crying among poppies red,

"Ache! Ache! -- Ache! Ache!"

And where a solemn yew-tree waves

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Wake! Wake!

All night he shouts among the graves,

"Wake! Wake! -- Wake! Wake!"