H 369: etext transcription

< h369.txt.1; poem >
We like March -
His Shoes are
Purple -
He is new and
high -
Makes he Mud
for Dog and Peddler,
Makes he Forests
dry -
Knows the
Adder Tongue his
And presents her
Spot -

<second leaf (H 369)>
Stands the Sun
so close and
That our minds
are hot -
News is he of
all the others -
Bold it were
to die
With the Blue
Birds Exercising
On his British
Sky -