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NUMBER ONE.
I. Yes, it look'd dark and dreary / That long and narrow street: / Only the sound of the rain, / And the tramp of passing feet, / The duller glow of the fire, / And gathering mists of night / To mark how slow and weary / The long day's cheerless flight!