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AYLMER’S FIELD.
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Sent out a listener: many too had knownEdith among the hamlets round, and sinceThe parents' harshness and the hapless lovesAnd double death were widely murmur'd, leftTheir own gray tower, or plain-faced tabernacle,To hear him; all in mourning these, and thoseWith blots of it about them, ribbon, gloveOr kerchief; while the church,—one night, exceptFor greenish glimmerings thro' the lancets,—madeStill paler the pale head of him, who tower'dAbove them, with his hopes in either grave.
 Long o'er his bent brows linger'd Averill,His face magnetic to the hand from whichLivid he pluck'd it forth, and labour'd thro'His brief prayer-prelude, gave the verse 'Behold,Your house is left unto you desolate!'But lapsed into so long a pause againAs half amazed half frighted all his flock:Then from his height and loneliness of grief
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