Twenty years ago

by D. H. Lawrence

　　

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ROUND the house were lilacs and strawberries And foal-foots spangling the paths,And far away on the sand-hills, dewberries Caught dust from the sea's long swaths.Up the wolds the woods were walking, And nuts fell out of their hair.At the gate the nets hung, balking The star-lit rush of a hare.In the autumn fields, the stubble Tinkled the music of gleaning.At a mother's knees, the trouble Lost all its meaning.Yea, what good beginnings To this sad end!Have we had our innings? God forfend!

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