<h3> <SPAN name="dorset"></SPAN> IN DORSET<br/> </h3>
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<p>From muddy road to muddy lane<br/>
I plodded through the falling rain;<br/>
For miles and miles was nothing there<br/>
But mist, and mud, and hedges bare.<br/></p>
<p>At length approaching I espied<br/>
Two gipsy women side by side;<br/>
They turned their faces broad and bold<br/>
And brown and freshened by the cold,<br/>
And stared at me in gipsy wise<br/>
With shrewd, unfriendly, savage eyes.<br/></p>
<p>No word they said, no more dared I;<br/>
And so we passed each other by—<br/>
The only living things that met<br/>
In all those miles of mist and wet.<br/></p>
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