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Over the bricks lie tracks, but no more streets. It is about the middle of the town, a hawk goes over, calling as though he flew over the waste, and as though the waste were his. The breeze that carries him opens old shutters and flaps them to again. OVER THE BRICKS LIE TRACKS BUT NO MORE STREETS IT IS ABOUT THE MIDDLE OF THE TOWN A HAWK GOES OVER CALLING AS THOUGH HE FLEW OVER THE WAIST AND AS THOUGH THE WAIST WERE HIS THE BREEZE THAT CARRIES HIM OPENS OLD SHUTTERS AND FLAPS THEM TO AGAIN
orbears throve before it in another continent before the coming of man. Across the street, in the dust of a stricken house, the implements of his trade show where a carpenter lived when disaster came so suddenly, quite good tools, some still upon shelves, some amongst broken things that lie all over the floor. And further along the street in which these things are someone has put up a great iron shutter that was to protect his shop. It has a graceful border of painted, irises all the way up each side. It might have been a jeweller that would have had such a shutter. The shutter alone remains standing straight upright, and the whole shop is gone. And just here the shaken street ends and all the streets end together. The rest is a mound of white stones and pieces of bricks with low, leaning walls surrounding it, and the halves of hollow houses; and eyeing it round a comer, one old tower of the cathedral, as though still gazing over its congregation of houses, a mined, melancholy watcher. HROVE THERE AS ITS FOUR BEARS THROVE BEFORE IT AND ANOTHER CONTINENT BEFORE THE COMING OF MAN ACROSS THE STREET IN THE DUST OF A STRICKEN HOUSE THE IMPLEMENTS OF HIS TRADE SHOW WHERE CARPENTER LIVED WHEN DISASTER CAME SO SUDDENLY QUITE GOOD TOOLS SOME STILL UPON SHELVES SOME AMONGST BROKEN THINGS THAT LIE ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND FURTHER ALONG THE STREET IN WHICH THESE THINGS ARE SOME ONE HAS PUT UP A GREAT IRON SHUTTER THAT WAS TO PROTECT HIS SHOP IT HAS A GRACEFUL BORDER OF PAINTED IRISES ALL THE WAY UP EACH SIDE IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN A JEWELER THAT WOULD HAVE HAD SUCH A SHUTTER THE SHUTTER ALONE REMAINS STANDING STRAIGHT UPRIGHT AND THE WHOLE SHOP IS GONE AND JUST HERE THE SHAKEN STREET ENDS AND ALL THE STREETS END TOGETHER THE REST IS A MOUND OF WHITE STONES AND PIECES OF BRICKS WITH LOW LEANING WALLS SURROUNDING IT AND THE HALVES OF HOLLOW HOUSES AND EYEING IT ROUND A CORNER ONE OLD TOWER OF THE CATHEDRAL AS THOUGH STILL GAZING OVER ITS CONGREGATION OF HOUSES A MINED MELANCHOLY WATCHER
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