| We overtook old Fleming at Rydale |
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| It is a breathless, grey day |
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| The Hills, / And the stars |
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| Venus, / Almost like another moon |
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| We saw a raven very high above us |
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| It is now eight o'clock |
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| Far far off from us |
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| Miss Hudson of Workington called |
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| Delightful walks |
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