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It is folly now to aim / Or to seek for distant fame, / But rest content if we can claim / Something of a local name.
On the pleasant banks of Thame, / Because in simple strains we sung / The glories of this country young.
Of cows, and milk, and cream and cheese / And of fat steers sent o'er the seas, / Of horses plowing land with ease, / Of hogs and sheep and hens and bees, / Themes worthy of our songs and glees.