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I. EVERYBODY else, then, going, / And I still left where the fair was? . / Much have I seen of neighbour loungers / Making a lusty showing, / Each now past all knowing.
II. There is an air of blankness / In the street and the littered spaces; / Thoroughfare, steeple, bridge and highway / Wizen themselves to lankness; / Kennels dribble dankness.
III. Folk all fade. And whither, / As I wait alone where the fair was? / Into the clammy and numbing night-fog / Whence they entered hither. / Soon do I follow thither!