Sally Is Gone That Was So Kindly, Sally Is Gone From Ha'Nacker Hill And The Briar Grows Ever Since Then So Blindly; And Ever Since Then The Clapper Is Still... And The Sweeps Have Fallen From Ha'Nacker Mill. Ha'Nacker Hill Is In Desolation: Ruin A-Top And A Field Unploughed. And Spirits That Call On A Fallen Nation, Spirits That Loved Her Calling Aloud, Spirits Abroad In A Windy Cloud. Spirits That Call And No One Answers Ha'Nacker'S Down And England'S Done. Wind And Thistle For Pipe And Dancers, And Never A Ploughman Under The Sun: Never A Ploughman. Never A One.