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ENOCH ARDEN.

Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm;And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands;Beyond, red roofs about a narrow wharfIn cluster; then a moulder’d church; and higherA long street climbs to one tall-tower’d mill;And high in heaven behind it a gray downWith Danish barrows; and a hazelwood,By autumn nutters haunted, flourishesGreen in a cuplike hollow of the down.
Here on this beach a hundred years ago,Three children of three houses, Annie Lee,