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At The Dinner-Table |
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Title: At The Dinner-Table Author: Thomas Hardy [More Titles by Hardy] I sat at dinner in my prime, Wrenched wrinkled features met my sight, My husband laughed. He had slily set He was sorry, he said, for what he had done, Fifty years later, when he died, And from its mirror looked the lean
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