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53 PART SECOND.

moving accident is not my trade:

To freeze the blood I have no ready arts:

'Tis my delight, aloue in summer shade,

To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts.

As I from Hawes to Richmond did repair,

It chanced that I saw standing in a dell

Three Aspens at three corners of a square,

And one, not four yards distant, near a Well.

What this imported I could ill divine:

And, pulling now the rein my horse to stop,

I saw three Pillars standing in a line,

The last Stone Pillar on a dark hill-top.

The trees were gray, with neither arms nor head;

Half-wasted the square Mound of tawny green;

So that you just might say, as then I said,

"Here in old time the hand of man hath been."