Dylan Thomas - Fern Hill

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Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

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In the sun that is young once only,
Time let me play and be
Golden in the mercy of his means.

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And the sabbath rang slowly
In the pebbles of the holy streams.

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Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes.
And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns.

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And honoured among foxes and pheasants by the gay house
Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long,
In the sun born over and over,
I ran my heedless ways.

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And honored among wagons I was prince of the apple towns.

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