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Twas mist and rain, and storm and rain,No screen, no fence could I discover,And then the wind! in faith, it wasA wind full ten times over.I looked around, I thought I sawA jutting crag, and oft’ I ran,Head-foremost, through the driving rain,The shelter of the crag to gain,And, as I am a man,Instead of jutting crag, I foundA woman seated on the ground.
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