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 That tops the fair fane of Poore's olden Episcopal see;

And, changing anew my onbearer, I traversed the downland Whereon the bleak hill-graves of Chieftains Bulge barren of tree;

And still sadly onward I followed That Highway the Icen, Which trails its pale ribbon down Wessex O'er lynchet and lea.

Along through the Stour-bordered Forum, Where Legions had wayfared, And where the slow river upglasses Its green canopy,

And by Weatherbury Castle, and therence Through Casterbridge, bore I, To tomb her whose light, in my deeming, Extinguished had He.