The break of day The crack of dawn The merry dance begins With stretch and scratch all stubbled face The Miller trudges down the lane Past river stream and meadow green To open up his mill Back at home, the cock crows bold The sow takes charge her brood The green eyed matron the sweet Marie Wakes and sleepily eyes the morn Flame red curls round and round A lovely chaotic mess Betraying night of foggy wilds And dreamily sl...