The Ruined Cottage
None will dwell in that cottage; for, they
Oppression reft it from an honest man,
And that a curse clings to it
Hence the
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None will dwell in that cottage; for, they
Oppression reft it from an honest man,
And that a curse clings to it
Hence the
At the end of a long-walled garden in a red provincial town,
A brick path led to a mulberry- scanty grass at its feet
I lay under blackening branches where the mulberry leaves hung
Sheltering ruby fruit globes from a Sunday-tea-time...