<div class="legacy-text">"Who said, 'Peacock Pie'?<br /> The old King to the sparrow:<br />Who said, 'Crops are ripe'?<br /> Rust to the harrow:<br />Who said, 'Where sleeps she now?<br /> Where rests she now her head,<br />Bathed in eve's loveliness?'?---<br /> That's what I said."<br />Excerpt from Peacock Pie by Walter De La Mare -1932<br /><br />An ode to perhaps the strangest collection of nursery rhymes ever written.</div>