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Charles Dodgson (Lewis Carroll)

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Fair stands the ancient Rectory,
The Rectory of Croft,
The sun shines bright upon it,
The breezes whisper soft.
From all the house and garden
Its inhabitants come forth,
And muster in the road without,
And pace in twos and threes about,
The children of the North.
--
Lays of Sorrow No.2, opening lines.

 
Charles Dodgson (Lewis Carroll)

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