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XXIII
[I took a hansom on to-day]
I took a hansom on to-day
For a round I used to know—
That I used to take for a woman's sake
In a fever of to-and-fro.
For a round I used to know—
That I used to take for a woman's sake
In a fever of to-and-fro.
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There were the landmarks one and all—
What did they stand to show?
Street and square and river were there—
Where was the antient woe?
What did they stand to show?
Street and square and river were there—
Where was the antient woe?
Never a hint of a challenging hope
Nor a hope laid sick and low,
But a longing dead as its kindred sped
A thousand years ago!
Nor a hope laid sick and low,
But a longing dead as its kindred sped
A thousand years ago!
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