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THE DAUGHTER OF THE HALL.
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Yet wore throughout a dignified and somewhat frigid mien,
And did not take me to her heart until I was a Dean.

Full fifty years since then have wrought their web of good and ill,
But only seem in heart and thought to bind us closer still!
"Time changes all," the saying goes, but we can surely prove,
That his cold breath may pass in vain o'er evergreens like Love.

I wonder, when in idler hours I read of sylvan shades,
And noble youths who sought for truth with simple village maids,
If I had found a gentler wife, a truer 'mong them all,
Than she who somewhat stooped to me, the Daughter of the Hall!