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14.5: Is My Team Ploughing?

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    Is My Team Ploughing?

    “Is my team ploughing,
    That I was used to drive
    And hear the harness jingle
    When I was man alive?”

    Ay, the horses trample,
    The harness jingles now;
    No change though you lie under
    The land you used to plough.

    “Is football playing
    Along the river shore,
    With lads to chase the leather,
    Now I stand up no more?”

    Ay, the ball is flying,
    The lads play heart and soul;
    The goal stands up, the keeper
    Stands up to keep the goal.

    “Is my girl happy,
    That I thought hard to leave,
    And has she tired of weeping
    As she lies down at eve?”

    Ay, she lies down lightly,
    She lies not down to weep,
    Your girl is well contented.
    Be still, my lad, and sleep.

    “Is my friend hearty,
    Now I am thin and pine,
    And has he found to sleep in
    A better bed than mine?”

    Yes, lad, I lie easy,
    I lie as lads would choose;
    I cheer a dead man’s sweetheart,
    Never ask me whose.

    — 1896

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