Bread and cheese grow wild in the green time, <br />Children laugh and pick it, and I make my rhyme <br />For mere pleasure of seeing that so subtle play, <br />Of arms and various legs going every any way. <br /> <br />And they turn and laugh for the unexpensiveness <br />Of country grocery and are pleased no less <br />Than hedge sparrows. Lessons will be easier taken, <br />For this gypsy chaffering, the hedge plucked and shaken.<br /><br />Ivor Gurney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hedges/
