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July 02 , 2010

Perris of the Cherry-trees


Pippany Webster, handy-man and only labourer to Abel Perris, the small

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I've always had a special love for short poetry with rhyme. I have picked out my "selected favorites" to share with you, written over a period of 25 years. Personally, I believe this book of poetry work to be Inspiring, Encouraging, and Uplifting to the readers. It includes bible verses from the King James Version of the bible. There are inserts,…

farmer who dragged a bare living out of Cherry-trees, the little holding

at the top of the hill above Martinsthorpe, came lazily up the road from

the village one May afternoon, leading a horse which seemed as fully

inclined to laziness as Pippany himself. Perris had left home for a day

or two, and had apportioned his man a certain fixed task to accomplish by

the time of his return: Pippany, lid it so pleased him, might have

laboured steadily at it until that event happened. And for the whole of

the first day and half of the next he had kept himself to the work, but

at noon on that second day it was borne in upon him that one of the two

horses, which formed the entire stable of the establishment, required

shoeing, and after eating his dinner, he had led it down the hill to the

smithy near the cross-roads in Martinsthorpe. There, and in the kitchen

of the Dancing Bear, close by, where there was ale and tobacco and

gossip, he had contrived to spend the greater part of the afternoon. He

would have stayed longer amidst such pleasant surroundings, but for the

fact that supper-time was approaching.


It was difficult, looking at man and horse, to decide as to which most

suggested helplessness and incompetence. The horse showed itself to be a

poor man's beast in every line and aspect of its ill-shaped, badly-fed

body, in the listless droop of its head, in its ungroomed, rough-haired

coat, in the very indecision with which it set down its oversized,

sprawling feet. It had a dull, listless eye, the eye of an equine

outcast; there was an evident disposition in it to stop on any

provocation, to crop the fresh green of the grass from the broad

stretches of turf on the wayside, to nibble at the tender shoots of the

hedgerows, to do anything that needed little effort. It breathed heavily

as it breasted the hill, following the man who slouched in front, his

head drooping from his bent shoulders, his lips, still moist and sticky

from the ale he had drunk, sucking mechanically at a foul clay pipe. He

was a little more fully attired than the scarecrows in the neighbouring

fields, but there was all over him the aimlessness, the ineptitude, the

purposelessness of the unfit. His old hat, shapeless and colourless,

shaded a face which suggested nothing but dull stupidity, and was only

relieved from utter vacancy by a certain slyness and craftiness of

expression. He shambled in his walk, and his long arms, the finger-tips

of which reached below his knees, wagged and waved in front of him as he

forged ahead, as though they were set loose in their sockets, his small,

pig-like eyes fixed on the few inches of high-road which lay immediately

before his toes. From the foot of the hill to its crest those eyes were

never lifted.

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