Quote#Money & Wealth
They sniffed, poor things, for their green fields
Quote byW. H. Davies · 1871–1940
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "Sheep", in Songs of Joy and Others (1911).
English (original)
They sniffed, poor things, for their green fields, They cried so loud I could not sleep: For fifty thousand shillings down I would not sail again with sheep.
— W. H. Davies
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