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Poem by Thomas Hardy * * * (The Dog Muses) Why she moved house, without a word, I cannot understand; She’d mirrors, flowers, she’d book and bird, And callers in a band. And where she is she gets no sun, No flowers, no book, no glass; Of callers I am the only one, And I but pause and pass. Thomas Hardy Thomas Hardy's other poems:
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