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Yes, I remember Adlestrop --
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
It was late June.
The steam hissed.
Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform.
What I saw
Was Adlestrop -- only the name
And willows, willow-herb, and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.
And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.
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