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The sun drew off at last his piercing fires	A
Over the stale warm air dull as a pond	B
And moveless in the grey quieted street	C
Blue magic of a summer evening glowed	D
The sky that had been dazzling stone all day	E
Hollowed in smooth hard brightness now dissolved	F
To infinite soft depth and smoulder'd down	G
Low as the roofs dark burning blue and soared	H
Clear to that winking drop of liquid silver	I
The first exquisite star Now the half light	J
Tidied away the dusty litter parching	K
Among the cobbles veiled in the colour of distance	L
Shabby slates and brickwork mouldering turn'd	M
The hunchback houses into patient things	N
Resting and golden windows now began	O
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A little brisk grey slattern of a woman	P
Pattering along in her loose heel'd clogs	Q
Pushed the brass barr'd door of a public house	R
The spring went hard against her hand and knee	S
Shoved their weak best As the door poised ajar	T
Hullabaloo of talking men burst out	U
A pouring babble of inflamed palaver	T
And overriding it and shouted down	G
High words jeering or downright broken like	K
Crests that leap and stumble in rushing water	T
Just as the door went wide and she stepped in	V
'She cannot do it ' one was bawling out	U
A glaring hulk of flesh with a bull's voice	W
He finger'd with his neckerchief and stretched	X
His throat to ease the anger of dispute	Y
Then spat to put a full stop to the matter	T
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The little woman waited with one hand	Z
Propping the door and smiled at the loud man	O
They saw her then and the sight was enough	A2
To gag the speech of every drinker there	T
The din fell down like something chopt off short	B2
Blank they all wheel'd towards her with their mouths	C2
Still gaping as though full of voiceless words	D2
She let the door slam to and all at ease	E2
Amused her smile wrinkling about her eyes	F2
Went forward they made room for her quick enough	A2
Her chin just topt the counter she gave in	V
Her bottle to the potboy tuckt it back	K
Full of bright tawny ale under her arm	G2
Rapt down the coppers on the planisht zinc	K
And turned and no word spoken all the while	H2
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The first voice in that silent crowd was hers	A
Her light snickering laugh as she stood there	T
Pausing scanning the sawdust at her feet	C
Then she switcht round and faced the positive man	O
Whose strong 'She cannot do it ' all still felt	I2
Huskily shouting in their guilty ears	J2
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'She can't eh She can't do it ' Then she'd heard	K2
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The man inside his ruddy insolent flesh	L2
Had hoped she did not hear His barrel chest	M2
Gave a slight cringe as though the glint of her eyes	F2
Prickt him But he stood up to her awkwardly bold	N2
One elbow on the counter gripping his mug	K
Like a man holding on to a post for safety	S
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The Man	O
You can't do what's not nature nobody can	O
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The Woman	P
And louts like you have nature in your pocket	O2
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The Man	O
I don't say that	P2
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The Woman	P
If you kept saying naught No one would guess the fool you are	T
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Second Man	O
Almost	Q2
My very words	D2
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The Woman	P
O you're the knowing man	O
The spark among the cinders	A
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First Man	O
You can't fetch	R2
A free man back unless he wants to come	S2
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The Woman	P
Nay I'll be bound he doesn't want to come	S2
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Third Man	O
And he won't come he told me flat he wouldn't	T2
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The Woman	P
Are you there too	U2
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Third Man	O
And if he does come back	K
It will be devilry brought him	V2
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The Woman	P
I shall bring him	V2
Tonight	J
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First Man	O
How will he come	S2
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The Woman	P
Running unless	W2
He's broke his leg and then he'll have to come	S2
Crawling but he will come	S2
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First Man	O
How do you know	X2
What he may choose to do three counties off	Y2
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The Woman	P
He choose	Z2
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Third Man	O
You haven't got him on a lead	A3
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The Woman	P
Haven't I though	X2
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Second Man	O
That's right it's what I said	A3
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The Woman	P
Ay there are brains in your family	S
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First Man	O
You have	B3
Some sort of pull on him to draw him home	C3
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The Woman	P
You may say that I have hold of his mind	D3
And I can slack it off or fetch it taut	E3
And make him dance a score of miles away	E
An answer to the least twangling thrum	C3
I play on it He thought he lurkt at last	F3
Safely and all the while what has he been	V
An eel on the end of a night line and it's time	C3
I haul'd him in You'll see to night I'll land him	C3
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Third Man	O
Bragging's a light job	G3
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The Woman	P
You daren't let me take	K
Your eyes in mine Haul did I say no need	H3
I give his mind a twitch and up he comes	I3
Tumbling home to me Whatever work he's at	P2
He drops the thing he holds like redhot iron	J3
And runs runs till he falls down like a beast	K3
Pole axt and grunts for breath then up and on	L3
No matter does he know the road or not	M3
The strain I put on his mind will keep him going	K
Right as a homing pigeon	P
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First Man	O
Devilry I call it	N3
	-
The Woman	P
And you're welcome	C3
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Second Man	O
But the law should have a say here	T
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The Woman	P
What isn't he mine	O3
My own There's naught but what I please about it	N3
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Third Man	O
Why did you let him go	X2
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The Woman	P
To fetch him back	K
For I enjoy this mind There's many a one	P
Would think to see me There goes misery	S
There's a queer starveling for you and I do	U2
A thing that makes me like a saint in glory	S
The life of me the sound of a great tune	P3
Your flesh could never hear I can send power	T
Delighting out of me O the mere thought	E3
Has made my blood go smarting in my veins	Q3
Such a flame glowing along it And all the same	C3
I'll pay him out for sidling off from me	S
But I'll have supper first	R3
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When she was gone	S3
Their talk could scarcely raise itself again	T3
Above a grumble But at last a cry	T
Sharp pitcht came startling in from the street at once	L
Their moody talk exploded into flare	T
Of swearing hubbub like gunpowder dropt	R3
On embers mugs were clapt down out they bolted	R3
Rowdily jostling eager for the event	R3
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All down the street the folk throng'd out of doors	U3
But left a narrow track clear in the middle	V3
And there a man came running a tall man	O
Running desperately and slowly pounding	K
Like a machine so evenly so blindly	S
And regularly his trotting body wagg'd	R3
Only one foot clatter'd upon the stones	W3
The other padded in his dogged stride	R3
The boot was gone the sock hung frayed in shreds	X3
About his ankle the foot was blood and earth	Y3
And never a limp not the least flinch to tell	Z3
The wounded pulp hit stone at every step	A4
His clothes were tatter'd and his rent skin showed	R3
Harrowed with thorns His face was pale as putty	S
Thrown far back clots of drooping spittle foamed	S
On his moustache and his hair hung in tails	B4
Mired with sweat and sightless in their sockets	C4
His eyeballs turned up white as dull as pebbles	D4
Evenly and doggedly he trotted	S
And as he went he moaned Then out of sight	S
Round a corner he swerved and out of hearing	K
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'The law should have a say to that by God '	-