The Life and Times of a busy bookseller, her husband and Gordon setter dogs in North Norfolk.

Monday 29 August 2011

Old Rhyme

Oh, for a booke and a shadie nooke,
Eyther in-a-doore or out;
With the grene leaves whisper'ring overhede,
Or the strete cryes all about.
Where I maie reade all at my ease,
Both of the newe and olde;
For a jollie goode booke whereon to looke
Is better to me than golde.

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