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As I lay awake at night time	A
In an ancient country barrack known to ancient cannoneers	B
And recalled the hopes that heralded each seeming brave and bright time	A
Of my primal purple years	B
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Much it haunted me that nigh there	C
I had borne my bitterest loss when One who went came not again	D
In a joyless hour of discord in a joyless hued July there	C
A July just such as then	D
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And as thus I brooded longer	E
With my faint eyes on the feeble square of wan lit window frame	F
A quick conviction sprung within me grew and grew yet stronger	E
That the month night was the same	F
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Too as that which saw her leave me	G
On the rugged ridge of Waterstone the peewits plaining round	H
And a lapsing twenty years had ruled that as it were to grieve me	G
I should near the once loved ground	H
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Though but now a war worn stranger	E
Chance had quartered here I rose up and descended to the yard	I
All was soundless save the troopers' horses tossing at the manger	E
And the sentry keeping guard	I
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Through the gateway I betook me	G
Down the High Street and beyond the lamps across the battered bridge	J
Till the country darkness clasped me and the friendly shine forsook me	G
And I bore towards the Ridge	J
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With a dim unowned emotion	K
Saying softly Small my reason now at midnight to be here	L
Yet a sleepless swain of fifty with a brief romantic notion	K
May retrace a track so dear	M
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Thus I walked with thoughts half uttered	N
Up the lane I knew so well the grey gaunt lonely Lane of Slyre	M
And at whiles behind me far at sea a sullen thunder muttered	N
As I mounted high and higher	M
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Till the upper roadway quitting	O
I adventured on the open drouthy downland thinly grassed	P
While the spry white scuts of conies flashed before me earthward flitting	O
And an arid wind went past	P
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Round about me bulged the barrows	B
As before in antique silence immemorial funeral piles	B
Where the sleek herds trampled daily the remains of flint tipt arrows	B
Mid the thyme and chamomiles	B
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And the Sarsen stone there dateless	B
On whose breast we had sat and told the zephyrs many a tender vow	Q
Held the heat of yester sun as sank thereon one fated mateless	B
From those far fond hours till now	Q
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Maybe flustered by my presence	B
Rose the peewits just as all those years back wailing soft and loud	R
And revealing their pale pinions like a fitful phosphorescence	B
Up against the cope of cloud	R
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Where their dolesome exclamations	B
Seemed the voicings of the self same throats I had heard when life was green	S
Though since that day uncounted frail forgotten generations	B
Of their kind had flecked the scene	S
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And so living long and longer	M
In a past that lived no more my eyes discerned there suddenly	G
That a figure broke the skyline first in vague contour then stronger	M
And was crossing near to me	G
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Some long missed familiar gesture	M
Something wonted struck me in the figure's pause to list and heed	T
Till I fancied from its handling of its loosely wrapping vesture	M
That it might be She indeed	T
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'Twas not reasonless below there	M
In the vale had been her home the nook might hold her even yet	U
And the downlands were her father's fief she still might come and go there	M
So I rose and said Agnette	U
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With a little leap half frightened	U
She withdrew some steps then letting intuition smother fear	M
In a place so long accustomed and as one whom thought enlightened	U
She replied What THAT voice here	M
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Yes Agnette And did the occasion	K
Of our marching hither make you think I MIGHT walk where we two '	-
O I often come she murmured with a moment's coy evasion	K
'Tis not far and think of you	V
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Then I took her hand and led her	M
To the ancient people's stone whereon I had sat There now sat we	G
And together talked until the first reluctant shyness fled her	M
And she spoke confidingly	G
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It is JUST as ere we parted	U
Said she brimming high with joy And when then came you here and why	W
Dear I could not sleep for thinking of our trystings when twin hearted	U
She responded Nor could I	W
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There are few things I would rather	M
Than be wandering at this spirit hour lone lived my kindred dead	U
On this wold of well known feature I inherit from my father	M
Night or day I have no dread	U
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O I wonder wonder whether	M
Any heartstring bore a signal thrill between us twain or no	X
Some such influence can at times they say draw severed souls together	M
I said Dear we'll dream it so	X
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Each one's hand the other's grasping	O
And a mutual forgiveness won we sank to silent thought	U
A large content in us that seemed our rended lives reclasping	O
And contracting years to nought	U
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Till I maybe overweary	M
From the lateness and a wayfaring so full of strain and stress	B
For one no longer buoyant to a peak so steep and eery	M
Sank to slow unconsciousness	B
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How long I slept I knew not	U
But the brief warm summer night had slid when to my swift surprise	B
A red upedging sun of glory chambered mortals view not	U
Was blazing on my eyes	B
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From the Milton Woods to Dole Hill	G
All the spacious landscape lighting and around about my feet	U
Flinging tall thin tapering shadows from the meanest mound and mole hill	G
And on trails the ewes had beat	U
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She was sitting still beside me	G
Dozing likewise and I turned to her to take her hanging hand	U
When the more regarding that which like a spectre shook and tried me	G
In her image then I scanned	U
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That which Time's transforming chisel	G
Had been tooling night and day for twenty years and tooled too well	G
In its rendering of crease where curve was where was raven grizzle	G
Pits where peonies once did dwell	G
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She had wakened and perceiving	O
I surmise my sigh and shock my quite involuntary dismay	Y
Up she started and her wasted figure all throughout it heaving	O
Said Ah yes I am THUS by day	Y
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Can you really wince and wonder	M
That the sunlight should reveal you such a thing of skin and bone	Z
As if unaware a Death's head must of need lie not far under	M
Flesh whose years out count your own	Z
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Yes that movement was a warning	O
Of the worth of man's devotion Yes Sir I am OLD said she	G
And the thing which should increase love turns it quickly into scorning	O
And your new won heart from me	G
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Then she went ere I could call her	M
With the too proud temper ruling that had parted us before	M
And I saw her form descend the slopes and smaller grow and smaller	M
Till I caught its course no more	M
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True I might have dogged her downward	U
But it MAY be though I know not that this trick on us of Time	A
Disconcerted and confused me Soon I bent my footsteps townward	U
Like to one who had watched a crime	A
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Well I knew my native weakness	B
Well I know it still I cherished her reproach like physic wine	A2
For I saw in that emaciate shape of bitterness and bleakness	B
A nobler soul than mine	A2
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Did I not return then ever	M
Did we meet again mend all Alas what greyhead perseveres	B
Soon I got the Route elsewhither Since that hour I have seen her never	M
Love is lame at fifty years	B

Thomas Hardy

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