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(Near Tooting Common)
I. WHILE rain, with eve in partnership, / Descended darkly, drip, drip, drip, / Beyond the last lone lamp I passed / Walking slowly, whispering sadly, / Two linked loiterers, wan, downcast: / Some heavy thought constrained each face, / And blinded them to time and place.