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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=561895" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Little Waxy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=561895" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Wake, little Waxy! Hunting-time again,<br>The short days and goodly, the clean Autumn rain:<br>In the old North country, in the grey open weather,<br>Hounds upon the moorland chiming all together.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=561895" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This year in dough and hollow the stream's song sounds the same:<br>On every windy hillside the grasses burn like flame:<br>Where the empty air is loud with the peewit's lonely crying<br>And the call o' the moorland gale to the bird's call replying.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=561895" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Wake, little Waxy! Voices that you know<br>Set the upland ringing where the hill-breezes blow;<br>In the brave North country, in the grey open weather,<br>Up and Join the chorus, hound and horn together!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=561895" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ah, little Waxy! Hunting days are done,<br>Nevermore the brown field and the rain and the sun -<br>Only the memories left, o'er the Autumn fields that hover,<br>Of the brave runs ended, lass, the good days over!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Cicely+Fox+Smith">Cicely Fox Smith</a></strong></div>