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N the heart of night, When farers were not near, The left house said to the house on the right, "I have marked your rise, O smart newcomer here.”

Said the right, cold-eyed: "Newcomer here I am, Hence haler than you with your cracked old hide, Loose casements, wormy beams, and doors that jam.

"Modern my wood, My hangings fair of hue; While my windows open as they should, And water-pipes thread all my chambers through.