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On the day of the explosion
Shadows pointed1 towards the pithead： In thesun the slagheap slept. Down the lane came men in pitboots Coughing oath-edged talk and pipe-smoke Shouldering off the freshened silence. One chased after rabbits； lost them； Came back with a nest of lark's eggs； Showed them； lodged2 them in the grasses. SO they passed in beards and moleskins Fathers brothers nicknames laughter Through the tall gates standing3 open. At noon there came a tremor4； cows Stopped chewing for a second； sun Scarfed as in a heat-haze dimmed. The dead go on before us they Are sitting in God's house in comfort We shall see them face to face—— plian as lettering in the chapels5 It was said and for a second Wives saw men of the explosion Larger than in life they managed—— Gold as on a coin or walking Somehow from the sun towards them One showing the eggs unbroken. 点击  收听单词发音
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