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Bruises Of The Norman Yoake
Bruises Of The Norman Yoake.
True Levellers dig over public field,
enclosed by hedgerows, cut by ditches deep.
Allow the earth to ultimately yield
its bounty – for you sow what you will reap,
a crop that’s fit for kings, the poor to keep.
This land is not the property of lords,
no matter it was seized by force of swords.
True Levellers defend the public field,
for nothing changes from...
Saturday 12th April 2014 2:10 pm
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