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Between the folding sea downs	A
In the gloom	B
Of a wailful wintry nightfall	C
When the boom	B
Of the ocean like a hammering in a hollow tomb	B
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Throbbed up the copse clothed valley	D
From the shore	E
To the chamber where I darkled	F
Sunk and sore	E
With gray ponderings why my Loved one had not come before	E
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To salute me in the dwelling	G
That of late	F
I had hired to waste a while in	H
Vague of date	F
Quaint and remote wherein I now expectant sate	F
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On the solitude unsignalled	F
Broke a man	I
Who in air as if at home there	J
Seemed to scan	I
Every fire flecked nook of the apartment span by span	I
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A stranger's and no lover's	K
Eyes were these	L
Eyes of a man who measures	K
What he sees	L
But vaguely as if wrapt in filmy phantasies	L
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Yea his bearing was so absent	F
As he stood It bespoke a chord so plaintive	M
In his mood That soon I judged he would not wrong my quietude	F
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'Ah the supper is just ready '	-
Then he said	F
'And the years' long binned Madeira	N
Flashes red '	-
There was no wine no food no supper table spread	F
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'You will forgive my coming	G
Lady fair	J
I see you as at that time	O
Rising there	J
The self same curious querying in your eyes and hair	J
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'Yet no How so You wear not	F
The same gown	P
Your locks show woful difference	L
Are not brown	P
What is it not as when I hither came from town	P
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'And the place But you seem other	Q
Can it be	D
What's this that Time is doing	G
Unto me	D
You dwell here unknown woman Whereabouts then is she	D
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'And the house things are much shifted	F
Put them where	J
They stood on this nights fellow	R
Shift her chair	J
Here was the couch and the piano should be there '	-
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I indulged him verily nerve strained	F
Being alone	S
And I moved the things as bidden	H
One by one	T
And feigned to push the old piano where he had shown	S
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'Aha now I can see her	Q
Stand aside	F
Don't thrust her from the table	U
Where meek eyed	F
She makes attempt with matron manners to preside	F
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'She serves me now she rises	L
Goes to play	V
But you obstruct her fill her	Q
With dismay	V
And embarrassed scared she vanishes away '	-
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And as 'twere useless longer	Q
To persist	F
He sighed and sought the entry	D
Ere I wist	F
And retreated disappearing soundless in the mist	F
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That here some mighty passion	T
Once had burned	F
Which still the walls enghosted	F
I discerned	F
And that by its strong spell mine might be overturned	F
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I sat depressed till later	Q
My Love came	W
But something in the chamber	Q
Dimmed our flame	W
An emanation making our due words fall tame	W
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As if the intenser drama	N
Shown me there	J
Of what the walls had witnessed	F
Filled the air	J
And left no room for later passion anywhere	J
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So came it that our fervours	L
Did quite fail	X
Of future consummation	T
Being made quail	X
By the weird witchery of the parlour's hidden tale	X
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Which I as years passed faintly	D
Learnt to trace	L
One of sad love born full winged	F
In that place	L
Where the predestined sorrowers first stood face to face	L
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And as that month of winter	Q
Circles round	F
And the evening of the date day	F
Grows embrowned	F
I am conscious of those presences and sit spellbound	F
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There often lone forsaken	T
Queries breed	F
Within me whether a phantom	Y
Had my heed	F
On that strange night or was it some wrecked heart indeed	F

Thomas Hardy

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