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    "text": "Women he liked, did shovel-bearded Bob,",
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    "text": "Old Farmer Hayward of the Heath, but he",
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    "text": "Loved horses. He himself was like a cob,",
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    "text": "And leather-coloured. Also he loved a tree.",
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    "text": "For the life in them he loved most living things,",
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    "text": "But a tree chiefly. All along the lane",
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    "text": "He planted elms where now the stormcock sings",
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    "text": "That travellers hear from the slow-climbing train.",
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    "text": "Till then the track had never had a name",
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    "text": "For all its thicket and the nightingales",
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    "text": "That should have earned it. No one was to blame.",
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    "text": "To name a thing beloved man sometimes fails.",
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    "text": "Many years since, Bob Hayward died, and now",
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    "text": "None passes there because the mist and the rain",
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    "text": "Out of the elms have turned the lane to slough",
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