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lirik lagu richard mitchley - an april fool by alfred austin

i sallied afield when the bud first swells
and the sun first slanteth hotly
and i came on a yokel in cap and bells
and a suit of saffron motley
he was squat on a bank where a self~taught stream
fingering flint and pebble
was playing in tune to the yaffel’s scream
and the shake of the throstle’s treble
“now, who may you be?” i asked, “and where
do you look for your meals and pillow?”
“my roof,” he said, “is the sp~cious air
and my curtain the waving willow
“my meal is a shive of the miller’s loaf
and hunger the grace that blesses:
’tis banquet enough for a village oaf
with a handful of fresh green cresses
“a plague on your feasts where the dish goes round
though i know where the truffles burrow
and the plover’s eggs may, in fours, be found
in the folds of the pleated furrow
“and my name? o, i am an april fool
so yclept in the hamlet yonder;
for when old and young are at work or school
i sit on a stile and ponder
“i gather the yellow weasel~snout
as i wander the woods at random
or i stoop stone~still, and tickle the trout
and at times, for a lark, i land ’em
“but i fl!ck them back ere they gape and pant
after gazing at gill and speckle
for why should i keep what i do not want
who can fish without hook or heckle?
“yes, i am an april fool: confessed!
and my pate grows not wise for scratching;
but i know where the kingfisher drills his nest
and the long~tailed tits are hatching.”
then he leaped to his feet, and he shook his bells
and they jangled all together
as blithe as the chime that sinks and swells
for the joy of a nuptial tether
and, as they chimed, in the covert near
where ripens the juicy whortle
the rustling whisper reached my ear
of a loitering maiden’s kirtle
whereat he laughed: “i’m an april fool
but am jocund withal and jolly
so long as i have this realm to rule
and a lass to love my folly
“go and woo, where the deftly fair parade
the smiles of a fine court lady;
but i will cuddle my rustic maid
in the pheasant~drives husht and shady
“her cheek is as creamy as milk in june
and the winds nor chap nor warp it;
we dance, with the blackbird to give the tune
and with primroses for carpet
“her quick~flashing fingers knit the hose
for her little feet neat and nimble;
her kiss is as sweet as a half~shut rose
and her laugh like a silver cymbal
“she never asks how my fortunes fare
nor wonders how full my purse is;
she sits on my knee, and she strokes my hair
and i tell her my wildwood verses
“she has not a gem she can call her own
but i rest on a sheepfold hurdle
and, out of the daffodils newly blown
entwine her a golden girdle
“and soon i shall have for my nut~sweet girl
when the may tree is adorning
its weather~tanned skin with rows of pearl
a new necklace, night and morning
“when shortly we catch the cuckoo’s call
we shall clap our hands to hear him;
for let whom they may his gibes appal
this april fool don’t fear him.”
then a wind~cloud, hued like a ringdove’s neck
made the rain run helter~skelter;
the keen drops pattered on bank and beck
and i crouched in the ditch for shelter
but he whistled his love, and he waved his cap
and the bells all rang together;
“just fancy!” he cried, “to care one rap
for the whims of wind or weather
“through all the seasons i keep my youth
which is more than you town~folk do, sir
now, which is the april fool, in sooth?
do you think it is i,~or you, sir?”
then the rain ceased slashing on branch and pool
and swift came the sunshine, after;
and the thrush and the yaffel screamed, “april fool!”
and the covert rang with laughter

- lirik lagu richard mitchley

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