 | At the holy well |  |
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THE STAGE-CROSSING.
Look, here's the Crossing (not a trace
Of the old toll-gate next the mill)—
The meeting and the parting place
Dear, dear to home-sick Memory still!
Of the old toll-gate next the mill)—
The meeting and the parting place
Dear, dear to home-sick Memory still!
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Here hands were clasped; here sometimes came
Tears when, the wheels revolving fast,
One flying window was the frame
Of faces fond that looked their last!
Tears when, the wheels revolving fast,
One flying window was the frame
Of faces fond that looked their last!
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