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First Line: Old broadbridge pond, once on a time so deep
Last Line: Nor any pleasure of the past abides.
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund
Subject(s): England; Lakes; Landscape; English; Pools; Ponds

OLD Broadbridge Pond, once on a time so deep,
And full of water-lilies as could be,
Is mudded now, in dull and deathly sleep;
A gaping slough, a piteous injury.

Hoarse brawling through some deep-wormed channels run
Small streams dull as dead serpents in the sun,
Roots writhed and sloven mottle everywhere
And even the mid pool has no secret lair,
And what seemed danger's very gateways lie
Grey quagmire where the greedy moorhens ply.

Not even eels could work to come agen.
Poor roach and perch have perished, whose swift sides
Made beautiful the bright green kingdom then,
Nor any pleasure of the past abides.

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