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 MISS KILMANSEGG

AND

HER PRECIOUS LEG.

―

A GOLDEN LEGEND.

—

To trace the pedigree,

To the very root of the family tree,

Were a task as rash as ridiculous;

Through antediluvian mists as thick

As London fog such a line to pick

Were enough, in truth to puzzle old Nick,—

Not to name.

It wouldn't require much verbal strain

To trace the, perchance, to ;

But, waiving all such digressions,

Suffice it, according to family lore,

A Patriarch lived of yore,

Who was famed for his great possessions.