eBooks - Poetry - Poetry - Thomas Hardy - Moments Of Vision
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| There floated the sounds of church-chiming, But no one was nigh, Till there came, as a break in the loneness, Her father, she, I. And we slowly moved on to the wicket, And downlooking stood, Till anon people passed, and amid them We parted for good. |
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