Songs of the Uplands (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Songs of the Uplands Glorious uplands Sweeping to Skyward, Ribbed with the seams of Ancient furrows, Wind-laid, rush-tuf ted, Ridging the barrow, Ploughed there of old time By some grave husbandman, Sturdy Piers Plowman, Our foremost father, Who, as he mounted the Lea with his oxen, Here haply breathed a space, Gazed on the welkin, Down in the west there Watched the sun setting, Then slowly nightwards, Stallwards he drove them, Hedged his rude iniplement, Stabled his oxen. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.