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ENOCH ARDEN.
There did a thousand memories roll upon him,Unspeakable for sadness. By and byThe ruddy square of comfortable light,Far-blazing from the rear of Philip’s house,Allured him, as the beacon-blaze alluresThe bird of passage, till he madly strikesAgainst it, and beats out his weary life.
 For Philip’s dwelling fronted on the street,The latest house to landward; but behind,With one small gate that open’d on the waste,Flourish’d a little garden square and wall’d:And in it throve an ancient evergreen,A yewtree, and all round it ran a walkOf shingle, and a walk divided it:But Enoch shunn’d the middle walk and stoleUp by the wall, behind the yew; and thenceThat which he better might have shunn’d, if griefsLike his have worse or better, Enoch saw.
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