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Thomas Hardy - St Launce`s Revisited
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Slip back, Time!
Yet again I am nearing
Castle and keep, uprearing
   Gray, as in my prime.


   At the inn
Smiling close, why is it
Not as on my visit
   When hope and I were twin?


   Groom and jade
Whom I found here, moulder;
Strange the tavern-holder,
   Strange the tap-maid.


   Here I hired
Horse and man for bearing
Me on my wayfaring
   To the door desired.


   Evening gloomed
I journeyed forward
To the faces shoreward,
   Till their dwelling loomed.


   If again
Towards the Atlantic sea there
I should speed, they`d be there
   Surely now as then?…


   Why waste thought,
When I know them vanished
Under earth; yea, banished
   Ever into nought.
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