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War were placed head to feet, they would stretch

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Francisco back again to New York; and if those

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THE OLD GOWN

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Thomas Hardy·1840–1928·naturalism
HAVE seen her in gowns the brightest,Of azure, green, and red,And in the simplest, whitest,Muslined from heel to head;I have watched her walking, riding,Shade-flecked by a leafy tree,Or in fixed thought abidingBy the foam-fingered sea. In woodlands I have known her,When boughs were mourning loud,In the rain-reek she has shown herWild-haired and watery-browed.And once or twice she has cast meAs she pomped along the streetCourt-clad, ere quite she had passed me,A glance from her chariot-seat. But in my memoried passionFor evermore stands sheIn the gown of fading fashionShe wore that night when we,Doomed long to part, assembledIn the snug small room; yea, whenShe sang with lips that trembled,“Shall I see his face again?”