"Lay me in a cushioned chair
Carry me, ye four
With cushions here and cushions there
To see the world once more
To stable and to kennel go
Bring what there is to bring
Lead my Lollard to and fro
Or gently in a ring
Put the chair upon the grass
Bring Rody and his hounds
That I might contented pass
From these earthly bounds."
His eyelids drop, his head falls low
His old eyes cloud with dreams
The sun falls on all things that grow
Falls in sleepy streams
Brown Lollard treads upon the lawn
And to the armchair goes
There the old man's dreams are gone
He smoothes the long, brown nose
And now moves many affable tongue
Upon his wasted hands
Leading aged hounds and young
The huntsman near him stands
Carry me, ye four
With cushions here and cushions there
To see the world once more
To stable and to kennel go
Bring what there is to bring
Lead my Lollard to and fro
Or gently in a ring
Put the chair upon the grass
Bring Rody and his hounds
That I might contented pass
From these earthly bounds."
His eyelids drop, his head falls low
His old eyes cloud with dreams
The sun falls on all things that grow
Falls in sleepy streams
Brown Lollard treads upon the lawn
And to the armchair goes
There the old man's dreams are gone
He smoothes the long, brown nose
And now moves many affable tongue
Upon his wasted hands
Leading aged hounds and young
The huntsman near him stands
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