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Nursery Rhyme. DCIII. Local.
by AnonymousAt Brill on the Hill,
The wind blows shrill,
The cook no meat can dress;
At Stow in the Wold
The wind blows cold, -
I know no more than this.
At Brill on the Hill,
The wind blows shrill,
The cook no meat can dress;
At Stow in the Wold
The wind blows cold, -
I know no more than this.