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When Frost was spectre-gray, And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day. The tangled bine-stems scored the sky Like strings of broken lyres, And all mankind that haunted nigh Had sought ...
Firefighters tackling a fire in Dorchester at the site of the historic building where the Victorian novelist and poet Thomas Hardy worked (Dorset and Wiltshire Fire Service/PA) PA Media The plaque ...