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Thomas Hardy

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William Dewy, Tranter Reuben, Farmer Ledlow late at plough,
Robert's kin, and John's, and Ned's,
And the Squire, and Lady Susan, lie in Mellstock churchyard now!
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Friends Beyond, lines 1-3, from Wessex Poems (1898).

 
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