. The princess, a medley. ^^s^uiiisMSSttya^^ ? * **&*• V— c,1^ gi^®ffiHfflE«»( --*. PROLOGUE. Sir Walter Vivian all a summers dayGave his broad lawns until the set of sunUp to the people : thither flockd at noonHis tenants, wife and child, and thither halfThe neighboring borough with their Institute THE PRINCESS: Of which he was the patron. I was thereFrom college, visiting the son, — the sonA Walter too, — with others of our set,Five others : we were seven at Vivian-place. And me that morning Walter showd the house,Greek, set with busts : from vases in the hallFlo
. The princess, a medley. ^^s^uiiisMSSttya^^ ? * **&*• V— c,1^ gi^®ffiHfflE«»( --*. PROLOGUE. Sir Walter Vivian all a summers dayGave his broad lawns until the set of sunUp to the people : thither flockd at noonHis tenants, wife and child, and thither halfThe neighboring borough with their Institute THE PRINCESS: Of which he was the patron. I was thereFrom college, visiting the son, — the sonA Walter too, — with others of our set,Five others : we were seven at Vivian-place. And me that morning Walter showd the house,Greek, set with busts : from vases in the hallFlowers of all heavens, and lovelier than their names,Grew side by side ; and on the pavement layCarved stones of the Abbey-ruin in the park,Huge Ammonites, and the first bones of Time ;And on the tables every clime and ageJumbled together ; celts and calumets,Claymore and snow-shoe, toys in lava, fansOf sandal, amber, ancient rosaries,Laborious orient ivory sphere in sphere,The cursed Malayan crease, and battle-clubsFrom the isles of palm : and higher on the walls,Betwixt the monstrous horns of elk and de
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