VI
“I will arise and go beyond the dinOf towns to where the endless woods begin,There among tangled oaks and lowly waysOf undergrowth to end my dreary days;I will seek acorns, beech-nuts, hips and hawsAnd pluck them down with my prehensile paws;While the grey rabbits, never shy with me,From holes around my sandy-rooted treeCome out to nibble in the gentle rain,—A calmer life than that with Betsey-Jane.Long is the way, but I will make a start,A carrier shall take me in his cart.”
“I will arise and go beyond the dinOf towns to where the endless woods begin,There among tangled oaks and lowly waysOf undergrowth to end my dreary days;I will seek acorns, beech-nuts, hips and hawsAnd pluck them down with my prehensile paws;While the grey rabbits, never shy with me,From holes around my sandy-rooted treeCome out to nibble in the gentle rain,—A calmer life than that with Betsey-Jane.Long is the way, but I will make a start,A carrier shall take me in his cart.”
“I will arise and go beyond the dinOf towns to where the endless woods begin,There among tangled oaks and lowly waysOf undergrowth to end my dreary days;I will seek acorns, beech-nuts, hips and hawsAnd pluck them down with my prehensile paws;While the grey rabbits, never shy with me,From holes around my sandy-rooted treeCome out to nibble in the gentle rain,—A calmer life than that with Betsey-Jane.Long is the way, but I will make a start,A carrier shall take me in his cart.”