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We walked o'er the stud-lands
where the sandbanks kissed the sky
where the purbecks hills were calling
where grockels all passed by

we gathered all our memories
stored them in our minds
we left the city traffic dear
sauntered through those times

we strolled through Hardy's country
where Barnes wrote poetry free
where blyton etched her mysteries
where Truth belonged to thee

we talked the durzet dulcet tones
with all those gaffer sons
we ran with all the zunners then
when we were very young

we strolled via bells orchards
took the train to corfe and then
walked the hills of purbecks
once again my friend

we sang our songs of merriment
with farmland free and bold
where cows were in the meadows sweet
where we lived long ago

the swans were on the river then
the redcliffe walk was prime
the cockerel sang his morning dirge
all in the ranks of thyme

the heathers stretched on egdons heath
where Tess was just a child
where millers baked the bread at dawn
where poets wrote in rhymes

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