54587: Early one morning

<p dir="ltr"> Early one morning in May I set out,<br> And nobody I knew was about.<br> I'm bound away for ever,<br> Away somewhere, away for ever.<br> There was no wind to trouble the weathercocks.<br> I had burnt my letters and darned my socks.<br> No one knew I was going away,<br> I thought myself I should come back some day.<br> I heard the brook through the town gardens run.<br> O sweet was the mud turned to dust by the sun.<br> A gate banged in a fence and banged in my head.<br> 'A fine morning, sir', a shepherd said.<br> I could not return from my liberty,<br> To my youth and my love and my misery.<br> The past is the only dead thing that smells sweet,<br> The only sweet thing that is not also fleet.<br> I'm bound away for ever,<br> Away somewhere, away for ever.<br></p>