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We overtook old Fleming at Rydale
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It is a breathless, grey day
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The Hills, / And the stars
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Venus, / Almost like another moon
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We saw a raven very high above us
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It is now eight o'clock
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Far far off from us
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Miss Hudson of Workington called
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Delightful walks
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