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For she was very lonely in these days
Of early Spring: Sir John and Miss L'Estrange
Went almost daily to inspect the works
At Farleigh Court, where builders, whitewashers,
And painters, all were busied with repairs.
Constance would often watch them as they pass'd
Under her windows o'er the swampy lawn
After the rain; her husband's stalwart form,
Upright and hale, despite his sixty years,
And Miss L'Estrange, who, clinging to his arm,
Trudged with the brisk flat-footed energy
Of wither'd spinsterhood, and keeping step
With his more manly stride, thro' wind and rain
Accompanied Sir John. As in a dream
Constance would watch them, wave a languid hand,
And with a shiver turn towards the fire;—
Time was when she could also breast the storm
And brave the struggles of encroaching Spring
With unrelenting Winter, but those times
Were changed, and now she shudder'd as she gazed
On mist and sleet; so, when the days were cold
She stay'd within the doors of Denzil Place.
Of early Spring: Sir John and Miss L'Estrange
Went almost daily to inspect the works
At Farleigh Court, where builders, whitewashers,
And painters, all were busied with repairs.
Constance would often watch them as they pass'd
Under her windows o'er the swampy lawn
After the rain; her husband's stalwart form,
Upright and hale, despite his sixty years,
And Miss L'Estrange, who, clinging to his arm,
Trudged with the brisk flat-footed energy
Of wither'd spinsterhood, and keeping step
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Accompanied Sir John. As in a dream
Constance would watch them, wave a languid hand,
And with a shiver turn towards the fire;—
Time was when she could also breast the storm
And brave the struggles of encroaching Spring
With unrelenting Winter, but those times
Were changed, and now she shudder'd as she gazed
On mist and sleet; so, when the days were cold
She stay'd within the doors of Denzil Place.
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