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I am the family face; Flesh perishes, I live on, Projecting trait and trace Through time to times anon, And leaping from place to place
Winter is white on turf and tree, And birds are fled; But summer songsters pipe to me, And petals spread, For what I dreamt of secretly
I found her out there On a slope few see, That falls westwardly To the sharp-edged air, Where the ocean breaks
I come across from Mellstock whil… To behold where I lived with you… I shall go in the gray, at the pas… And need no setting open of the lo… As before.
To my native place Bent upon returning, Bosom all day burning To be where my race Well were known, ‘twas much with m…
Through vaults of pain, Enribbed and wrought with groins o… I passed, and garish spectres move… To dire distress. And hammerings,
I traced the Circus whose gray st… Where Rome and dim Etruria interj… Till came a child who showed an an… That bore the image of a Constant… She lightly passed; nor did she on…
‘If ever I walk to church to wed, As other maidens use, And face the gathered eyes,’ she s… 'I’ll go in satin shoes!' She was as fair as early day
'Ah Madam; you’ve indeed come bac… 'Twas sad-your husband’s so swift… And you away! You shouldn’t have… It hastened his last breath.' 'Dame, I am not the lady you thin…
To M. H. WE passed where flag and flower Signalled a jocund throng; We said: “Go to, the hour Is apt!”—and joined the song;
I hear that maiden still Of Keinton Mandeville Singing, in flights that played As wind-wafts through us all, Till they made our mood a thrall
I have lived with shades so long, And talked to them so oft, Since forth from cot and croft I went mankind among, That sometimes they
O life with the sad seared face, I weary of seeing thee, And thy draggled cloak, and thy ho… And thy too-forced pleasantry! I know what thou would’st tell
When mid-autumn’s moan shook the n… And sedges were horny, And summer’s green wonderwork falt… On leaze and in lane, I fared Yell’ham-Firs way, where…
Around the house the flakes fly fa… And all the berries now are gone From holly and cotoneaster Around the house. The flakes fly!… Shutting indoors that crumb-outcas…