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I	A
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Beside the Mead of Memories	B
Where Church way mounts to Moaning Hill	C
The sad man sighed his phantasies	B
He seems to sigh them still	C
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II	A
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'Twas the Birth tide Eve and the hamleteers	B
Made merry with ancient Mellstock zest	D
But the Mellstock quire of former years	B
Had entered into rest	D
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III	A
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Old Dewy lay by the gaunt yew tree	E
And Reuben and Michael a pace behind	F
And Bowman with his family	E
By the wall that the ivies bind	F
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IV	-
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The singers had followed one by one	G
Treble and tenor and thorough bass	B
And the worm that wasteth had begun	G
To mine their mouldering place	B
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V	-
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For two score years ere Christ day light	H
Mellstock had throbbed to strains from these	B
But now there echoed on the night	H
No Christmas harmonies	B
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VI	-
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Three meadows off at a dormered inn	I
The youth had gathered in high carouse	B
And ranged on settles some therein	I
Had drunk them to a drowse	B
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VII	-
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Loud lively reckless some had grown	J
Each dandling on his jigging knee	-
Eliza Dolly Nance or Joan	J
Livers in levity	-
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VIII	-
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The taper flames and hearthfire shine	K
Grew smoke hazed to a lurid light	H
And songs on subjects not divine	K
Were warbled forth that night	H
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IX	B
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Yet many were sons and grandsons here	L
Of those who on such eves gone by	-
At that still hour had throated clear	M
Their anthems to the sky	-
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X	B
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The clock belled midnight and ere long	N
One shouted 'Now 'tis Christmas morn	O
Here's to our women old and young	P
And to John Barleycorn '	-
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XI	B
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They drink the toast and shout again	Q
The pewter ware rings back the boom	R
And for a breath while follows then	Q
A silence in the room	R
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XII	B
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When nigh without as in old days	B
The ancient quire of voice and string	S
Seemed singing words of prayer and praise	B
As they had used to sing	S
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XIII	B
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'While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night '	-
Thus swells the long familiar sound	T
In many a quaint symphonic flight	H
To 'Glory shone around '	-
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XIV	-
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The sons defined their fathers' tones	B
The widow his whom she had wed	U
And others in the minor moans	B
The viols of the dead	U
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XV	-
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Something supernal has the sound	T
As verse by verse the strain proceeds	B
And stilly staring on the ground	T
Each roysterer holds and heeds	B
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XVI	-
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Towards its chorded closing bar	V
Plaintively thinly waned the hymn	W
Yet lingered like the notes afar	V
Of banded seraphim	R
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XVII	-
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With brows abashed and reverent tread	U
The hearkeners sought the tavern door	X
But nothing save wan moonlight spread	U
The empty highway o'er	Y
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XVIII	-
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While on their hearing fixed and tense	B
The aerial music seemed to sink	Z
As it were gently moving thence	B
Along the river brink	Z
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XIX	B
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Then did the Quick pursue the Dead	U
By crystal Froom that crinkles there	A2
And still the viewless quire ahead	U
Voiced the old holy air	A2
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XX	B
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By Bank walk wicket brightly bleached	B2
It passed and 'twixt the hedges twain	C2
Dogged by the living till it reached	B2
The bottom of Church Lane	C2
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XXI	B
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There at the turning it was heard	D2
Drawing to where the churchyard lay	E2
But when they followed thitherward	D2
It smalled and died away	E2
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XXII	B
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Each headstone of the quire each mound	D2
Confronted them beneath the moon	F2
But no more floated therearound	D2
That ancient Birth night tune	F2
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XXIII	B
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There Dewy lay by the gaunt yew tree	B
There Reuben and Michael a pace behind	D2
And Bowman with his family	B
By the wall that the ivies bind	D2
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XXIV	-
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As from a dream each sobered son	G
Awoke and musing reached his door	X
'Twas said that of them all not one	G
Sat in a tavern more	X
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XXV	-
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The sad man ceased and ceased to heed	D2
His listener and crossed the leaze	B
From Moaning Hill towards the mead	D2
The Mead of Memories	B
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Thomas Hardy

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