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Merrow Downlocked

  • Rudyard Kipling



There runs a road by Merrow Down— A grassy track to-day it is— An hour out of Guildford town, Above the river Wey it is. Here, when they heard the horse-bells ring, The ancient Britons dressed and rode To watch the dark Phoenicians bring...

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