The words of this beautiful poem don't seem to rhyme any more. Can you decipher the poem and retriev

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izb hvxkic cimjd ivxhmivsb rjdmh.

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cim wmfcxdp'h wvdyhm vxcsmzfc,
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cim gjfb ijh bmzci-szlmfc.
cim zfwjmfc yxshm vr kmdl zfb tjdci
gzh hidxfomf izdb zfb bdp,
zfb mqmdp hyjdjc xyvf mzdci
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cim tsmzo cgjkh vqmdimzb
jf z rxss-imzdcmb mqmfhvfk
vr avp jssjljcmb;
zf zkmb cidxhi, rdzjs, kzxfc, zfb hlzss,
jf tszhc-tmdxrrsmb ysxlm,
izb wivhmf cixh cv rsjfk ijh hvxs
xyvf cim kdvgjfk ksvvl.

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vr hxwi mwhczcjw hvxfb
gzh gdjccmf vf cmddmhcdjzs cijfkh
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cizc j wvxsb cijfo cimdm cdmltsmb cidvxki
ijh izyyp kvvb-fjkic zjd
hvlm tsmhhmb ivym, gimdmvr im ofmg
zfb j gzh xfzgzdm.

-- civlzh izdbp
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Asked Mar 04, 2017
Edited Mar 04, 2017
Answered Mar 05, 2017
Only people with skill and talent would be able to do this, the competition isn't for anyone. Try working it out for yourself, but I will help. Try using base32
Answered Mar 06, 2017
i leant upon a coppice gate
when frost was spectre-grey,
and winter's dregs made desolate
the weakening eye of day.
the tangled bine-stems scored the sky
like strings of broken lyres,
and all mankind that haunted nigh
had sought their household fires.

the land's sharp features seemed to be
the century's corpse outleant,
his crypt the cloudy canopy,
the wind his death-lament.
the ancient pulse of germ and birth
was shrunken hard and dry,
and every spirit upon earth
seemed fervourless as i.

at once a voice arose among
the bleak twigs overhead
in a full-hearted evensong
of joy illimited;
an aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
in blast-beruffled plume,
had chosen thus to fling his soul
upon the growing gloom.

so little cause for carolings
of such ecstatic sound
was written on terrestrial things
afar or nigh around,
that I could think there trembled through
his happy good-night air
some blessed hope, whereof he knew
and I was unaware.

-- thomas hardy
your token is bockhampton

nice substitution cipher
Answered May 14, 2017
Edited May 14, 2017

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