BANBURY TOWN.

Bush Advocate, Volume VII, Issue 650, 16 July 1892, Page 5

BANBURY TOWN.

" Whither away, little maid in grey,_ All in the sunshine, whither away r Are you seeking flowers for a daisy chain — Will you weave a crown of the golden grain, A glittering golden crown to wear All oa the curls of your shining hair? " Whither away, little maiden mineV Would you pluck a poßy of eglantine ? Do you seek for tho fortunate shamrock loaf ? Do you come to gather an ample shea* Of bearded barley or stately wheatDear little maid with the hurrying feet i" " Nay, sir, none of these things for mo. Though the Bowers are many and fair to S9B— GoWeutho grain, and cocl the shade— Pleasant tlia rivulet bed to wado— But mine is a journey ot high renown, For I'm off and away to Banbury Town I " Oh, Banbury Town is bright and gay ; Banbury folk are lich. and great. Want may walk with you all the way ; But it never can win through Banbory gate ; Only delight and joyaro known To those who dwell in Banbury Town. " Banbury Town is large nnd fair, Banbury folk are kind and free, And all tho lads and lasses theie Will gladly, merrily welcome me ; Gold and gems and a silken gown Are waiting for me in Banbury Town. " Tell not meof the yellow grain, Of runniug water or cool green shade ; How can I woave a daisy chain When I've far to go ere the daylight fade? And richer far is the glittering crown That I shall wear in Baubury Town. •' But, oh ! for tho weary, weary way, Up and down and over the hill; All through the heat of the summer's day Tired and toarful— but onward still — Eight foot, left foot— np and down ; It's a long, long way to Banbury Town {"» " Stay, little maid, and pause a while; Rest on tho step of the shady stile. Tho birda are round U9 in busy throng, Sinaiug their wonderful wordless soug. Is it Lot all as fair to see Aa even Baubury Town can bo ? " Joy and plenty may crown tho street, Here are soft ways for weary feet ; Eoyal robes may await you them, Here we tend you with goutle care ; There is gaiety, here is love, With tho selfsame golden sun above. " Banbury Town raaj bo fair to see. But dearer still is a woll-loved face ; Baubury folk may be kind and free, But homo is ever the happiest place ; 80 stay, little maid, nor hasten don n To join the throng in Banbury Town. " Stay, little maid, nor Btriva alone To reach that wonderful far-off land , Fejrhaps when life and its tasks are dona We shall enter its portals hand in' Jan. And when the sun of our life goes down It may rise again on Banbury Town.'.' CtOTBiLDB Bauoub, in Longman's MagaiiflQ