When that I was a little tiny boy
With a heigh-ho, the wind and the rain
A foolish thing was but a toy
For the rain it raineth ev'ry day
But when I came to man's estate
With a heigh-ho, the wind and the rain
'Gainst thieves and knaves men shut their gate,
For the rain it raineth ev'ry day.
But when I came, alas!, to wive
With a heigh-ho, the wind and the rain
By swaggering never could I thrive,
For the rain it raineth ev'ry day.
A great while ago the world begun
With a heigh-ho, the wind and the rain
But that's all one, our play is done
And we'll strive to please you every day.
Gertrude Bell's great Middle Eastern legacy
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The female scholar behind Iraq's independence
The Librarians
*Gertrude Bell* (1868-1926) was the granddaughter of British nobility and
the daughter of an...
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