Album Ipernity Nos 4001-6000 from Coldwaterjohn

Goodrich Churchyard from Church House Garden

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Goodrich Church (partly 12th Century) and Garden with Coppett Hill behind

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--------A SIMPLE Child,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?

I met a little cottage Girl:
She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That clustered round her head.

She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad:
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
--Her beauty made me glad.

"Sisters and brothers, little Maid,
How many may you be?"
"How many? Seven in all," she said
And wondering looked at me.

"And where are they? I pray you tell."
She answered, "Seven are we;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.

"Two of us in the church-yard lie,
My sister and my brother;
And, in the church-yard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother."

"You say that two at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea,
Yet ye are seven!--I pray you tell,
Sweet Maid, how this may be."

Then did the little Maid reply,
"Seven boys and girls are we;
Two of us in the church-yard lie,
Beneath the church-yard tree."

"You run about, my little Maid,
Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the church-yard laid,
Then ye are only five."

"Their graves are green, they may be seen,"
The little Maid replied,
"Twelve steps or more from my mother's door,
And they are side by side.

"My stockings there I often knit,
My kerchief there I hem;
And there upon the ground I sit,
And sing a song to them.

"And often after sunset, Sir,
When it is light and fair,
I take my little porringer,
And eat my supper there.

"The first that died was sister Jane;
In bed she moaning lay,
Till God released her of her pain;
And then she went away.

"So in the church-yard she was laid;
And, when the grass was dry,
Together round her grave we played,
My brother John and I.

"And when the ground was white with snow,
And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go,
And he lies by her side."

"How many are you, then," said I,
"If they two are in heaven?"
Quick was the little Maid's reply,
"O Master! we are seven."

"But they are dead; those two are dead!
Their spirits are in heaven!"
'Twas throwing words away; for still
The little Maid would have her will,
And said, "Nay, we are seven!"
William Wordsworth 1798

The Wye Valley - a Goodrich garden

nobody@ipernity.com (Coldwaterjohn) — Tue, 28 May 2013 12:07:55 +0000

Album Ipernity Nos 4001-6000 from Coldwaterjohn

Goodrich Churchyard from Church House Garden

Goodrich Church (partly 12th Century) and Garden with Coppett Hill behind

The Wye Valley - a Goodrich garden

Pride of India...

Kerne Bridge in The Wye Valley near Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich village - St Giles Church central

The Wye Valley from high on Coppett's Hill

The Wye Valley and Goodrich from Coppett's Hill

Goodrich Church and Garden 5739754581 o

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

Pan of the Wye Valley from Coppett's Hill, Goodrich, Herefordshire

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich

The Wye Valley and Goodrich