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SONGS OF THE ROAD
Never a check to 'Orton Beck and on across the Weald,
And all the way the Sussex clay was weedin' out the field.
There's not a man among them could remember such a run,
Straight as a rule to Bramber Pool and on by Annington,
They followed still past Breeding 'ill and on by Steyning Town,
Until they'd cleared the 'edges and were out upon the Down.
Full thirty mile from Plimmers Style, without a check or fault,
Full thirty mile the 'ounds 'ad run and never called a 'alt,
