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Thomas Hardy - At The Railway Station, Upways
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`There is not much that I can do, 
For I`ve no money that`s quite my own!` 
Spoke up the pitying child— 
A little boy with a violin 
At the station before the train came in,— 
`But I can play my fiddle to you, 
And a nice one `tis, and good in tone!`

The man in the handcuffs smiled; 
The constable looked, and he smiled too, 
As the fiddle began to twang; 
And the man in the handcuffs suddenly sang 
With grimful glee: 
`This life so free 
Is the thing for me!` 
And the constable smiled, and said no word, 
As if unconscious of what he heard; 
And so they went on till the train came in— 
The convict, and boy with the violin.
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