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 Under her father he learnt to handle the hoe and the hatchet: Thither that summer succeeding came Adam and Arthur to see him Down by the lochs from the distant Glenmorison: Adam the tutor, Arthur, and Hope; and the Piper anon who was there for a visit. He had been into the schools; plucked almost; all but a gone-coon; So he declared; never once had brushed up his hairy Aldrich; Into the great might-have-been upsoaring sublime and ideal Gave to historical questions a free poetical treatment; Leaving vocabular ghosts undisturbed in their lexicon-limbo, Took Aristophanes up at a shot; and the whole three last weeks Went in his life and the sunshine rejoicing to Nuneham and Godstowe: What were the claims of Degree to those of life and the sunshine? There did the four find Philip, the poet, the speaker, the chartist, Delving at Highland soil, and railing at Highland landlords, Railing, but more, as it seemed, for the fun of the Piper's fury. There saw they David and Elspie Mackaye, and the Piper was almost, Almost deeply in love with Bella the sister of Elspie; But the good Adam was heedful; they did not go too often. There in the bright October, the gorgeous bright October, When the brackens are changed, and heather blooms are faded, And amid russet of heather and fern green trees are bonnie, There, when shearing had ended, and barley-stooks were garnered, David gave Philip to wife his daughter, his darling Elspie; Elspie the quiet, the brave was wedded to Philip the poet. So won Philip his bride. They are married and gone—But oh, Thou Mighty one, Muse of great Epos, and Idyll the playful and tender, Be it recounted in song, ere we part, and thou fly to thy Pindus, (Pindus is it, O Muse, or Aetna, or even Ben-Nevis?) Be it recounted in song, O Muse of the Epos and Idyll, Who gave what at the wedding, the gifts and fair gratulations. Adam, the grave careful Adam, a medicine-chest and tool-box, Hope a saddle, and Arthur a plough, and a rifle the Piper, Airlie a necklace for Elspie, and Hobbes a Family Bible, Airlie a necklace, and Hobbes a bible and iron bedstead. What was the letter, O Muse, sent withal by the corpulent hero? This is the letter of Hobbes the kilted and corpulent hero. So the last speech and confession is made, O my eloquent speaker! So the good time is coming, or come is it? O my chartist! So the Cathedral is finished at last, O my Pugin of Women;