Among the green woods I passed
Caring every gaze I made
Set upon leaves, shrubs and the creepers
That patted on my back
As if to question my wanton pass
I must give my cause to lead
Through the wood I just gazed
To make.my old dispute get cleared
Nothing else was for any applause

It was so cold and secure I felt
How the deer and rabbits make it a home
Among the roaring wild and pram
Ugly traps laid by hunters who passed
Or the fun-loving wanderers
Mine wasn't either , for I had an old...