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A. E. Housman

"Eight o’clock"

He stood, and heard the steeple
Sprinkle the quarters on the morning town
One, two, three, four, to market-place and people
It tossed them down

Strapped, noosed, nighing his hour
He stood and counted them and cursed his luck;
And then the clock collected in the tower
Its strength, and struck

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