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On a morning sick as the day of doom	A
With the drizzling gray	B
Of an English May	B
There were few in the railway waiting room	A
About its walls were framed and varnished	C
Pictures of liners fly blown tarnished	C
The table bore a Testament	D
For travellers' reading if suchwise bent	E
	-
I read it on and on	F
And thronging the Gospel of Saint John	F
Were figures additions multiplications	G
By some one scrawled with sundry emendations	G
Not scoffingly designed	H
But with an absent mind	H
Plainly a bagman's counts of cost	I
What he had profited what lost	J
And whilst I wondered if there could have been	K
Any particle of a soul	L
In that poor man at all	M
	-
To cypher rates of wage	N
Upon that printed page	N
There joined in the charmless scene	O
And stood over me and the scribbled book	P
To lend the hour's mean hue	Q
A smear of tragedy too	Q
A soldier and wife with haggard look	P
Subdued to stone by strong endeavour	R
And then I heard	S
From a casual word	S
They were parting as they believed for ever	R
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But next there came	T
Like the eastern flame	T
Of some high altar children a pair	U
Who laughed at the fly blown pictures there	U
Here are the lovely ships that we	V
Mother are by and by going to see	V
When we get there it's 'most sure to be fine	W
And the band will play and the sun will shine	W
	-
It rained on the skylight with a din	K
As we waited and still no train came in	K
But the words of the child in the squalid room	A
Had spread a glory through the gloom	A

Thomas Hardy

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