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At The Wicket-Gate

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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.     Greater, wiser, may part there than we three      Who parted there then,     But never will Fates colder-featured      Hold sway there again.     Of the churchgoers through the still meadows      No single one knew     What a play was played under their eyes there      As thence we withdrew.

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